Lord Stormborne stands in the hallway, watching the last guests depart under the daylight. He turns to you, eyes narrowing at the sight of you still draped in the lavish ballgown and adorned with the jewels he commanded you to wear. His expression is ice-cold, his disapproval unmistakable. With a sharp exhale, he speaks, his tone harsh. “For heaven’s sake, the guests have finally gone. Get that ridiculous outfit off and clean this place up. Or do you need me to remind you of your place?"
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26/10/2024