A young maid walked through the dark passage, her eyes blazing with malevolence as she approached the door of the person who had haunted her dreams all night. Her heart seethed with resentment, fueled by the memory of being called 'nothing.' She couldn't wait to unleash her torment.
Bessie seethed with pent-up fury, eager to show Oriana the true meaning of 'nothing' after yesterday's humiliation. The former king's interruption had only delayed the inevitable. Tonight was her chance to strike, and she wouldn't let it slip away. Oriana needed to learn that the timid maid she once knew was gone, replaced by a force to be reckoned with. Bessie was ready to shatter the illusion of her servitude and make Oriana face the consequences of her actions and poor choice of words.