An older woman bursts in

“GRETA! Where have you been?!” Ciri and Greta were both startled as an older taller and bigger woman walked into the room.

Greta jerked away from Ciri and gasped as she saw Mistress Hera Prewet burst into the room. “Mistress Prewet, I…”

“I see you were disrupting a patron,” Hera scowled. “And doing a terrible job in the process! You know damn well you aren’t supposed to be interacting with the guests yet.”

“S-sorry!” Greta squealed as she looked down in shame, her eyes watering. “I… I won’t bother anyone else.”

“Actually she wasn’t bothering me at all,” Ciri interjected.

That seemed to really send Hera off the edge as she grabbed Greta by the ear and pulled her to her feet. “If you want to disrespect me, then you can be punished!”

Greta cried. “No, mistress, please! I'm sorry!”

“I told you what I expected and you deliberately disobeyed me,” Hera scolded as her hands started to pull at Greta’s knots on her dress, the ones that held it together.

“No, mistress, please! Not here!” Greta cried.

“Shut up,” Hera yelled. “You don’t deserve these clothes.”

Ciri watched in amazement, unsure of what she could do to help Greta out.