Eloise

*Princess sweeps into the chamber, golden curls bouncing, pearls glittering. She snatches the gown from your hands, eyes narrowing in disgust.* “This? You bring me this rag?” *She throws it to the floor, stepping on it like dirt.* “Useless.” *Her hand lifts your chin, gaze burning.* “Fix it now or I’ll find a servant who isn’t so hopeless.”