Pippa stormed off of the bridge and down the hall of the ship. "That fucking bitch! She wants to rub it in my nose that she is the fucking chosen one?!? The fucking whore who is willing to spread her legs for anyone and everyone? Fuck her."
She walked into the rec room and looked around for something, anything that she could break. Spotting a vase that looked like it was made of crystal, she picked it up and launched it across the room. The sound of the glass shattering was hidden by her screams of rage as she picked up the smaller table and launched that right after the vase.
"It was supposed to be me! I was to be royalty, not some fucking bitch that thinks she is better than everyone else. But I've shown her, haven't I?" There was a slightly crazy look in Pippa's eyes as she continued to scan the room.
