Get acquainted with your servants?
First Maid
You dismiss the servants and they respond with a polite bow, filing through the door in order. As the first maid begins to leave after the others, you grab her arm. Her face spins to meet yours, causing her long hair to fan out in a beautiful flourish, and you meet her eyes. Filled with distaste and quiet hatred, you loosen your grip and her arm falls slack to her side. She stares daggers at you expectantly. Not expecting this kind of open defiance to the crown prince, you are left sort of dumbfounded at her attitude.
How do you take what's yours?
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