"...." silence filled the room. The servants looked beyond embarrassed. It was not that they did not care about your grace. But he was the lord and they could not go against his decision and..
"Your grace." Olga joined them from. She looked helpless as if she was dealing with a child. "It has been months since you have become the duchess. You should be mature now. It is the middle of the night. You should go and sleep in your chambers. A noble lady does not throw tantrums." she chided softly as she waited for Eve to leave.
Eve raised a brow. At first, she thought she had misheard it. But Olga felt like just her step mother who always made sure that Eve regretted her actions. She feels hesitant in expressing herself.
"You are forgetting your place, Olga." she warned but the maid only sighed.
