Mira sat stiffly on the feather-lined chair in her private chamber, her face twisted in a storm of fury and seething hatred as she stared blankly into space. Her knuckles turned white from how tightly she gripped the armrests, her mind spiraling with thoughts she could barely contain.
"The Beta Lord actually put you on house arrest because of that common maid," her newly assigned personal maid muttered bitterly. "A maid, Your Highness! And not even one from your own household....since your loyal maids were all slaughtered by her, that filthy creature Sorayah. And yet he still let her go free. Just what is happening, my lady? Could it be that the Beta Lord has… feelings for that human maid?"
"Shut up!" Mira snapped, her voice laced with rage. She hurled the tear-shaped glass cup in her hand across the room, letting it shatter violently against the floor. Her breathing came in sharp bursts. "Do you have a death wish?!"
