"Do you even know that she is the reason why His Majesty keeps Her Highness at arm's length, so who dared to let this thing into this sacred hall?" Tracy demanded fiercely.
"Are you talking to me?" Joanna asked. The lady went too far by calling her a THING and she won't tolerate such an insult.
Not when it comes from a disrespectful maid who assumes she is better than her.
"Are there any uninvited guests here besides you?" Tracy replied, her head still held high.
"Really?" Joanna mumbled and stood up from where she sat. She hid her right hand which by now glowed red behind her and waited for Tracy to utter one more rude word.
"Who else could I be talking to..."
"Is that how you speak to the future Queen?" The cold voice of the King who just stepped foot into the hall made Tracy tremble like a wet leaf.
