The Confrontation

Isadora steps out of the kitchen, a bit exhausted, finally done with the dishes. She begins her journey back to the servants' quarters for a quick rest.

The passages are quiet at this time of the day because everyone is out working; this makes it all stranger as there is a black figure at the far end of the passage when natural light fails to reach.

Isadora moves forward fearlessly but cautiously, when she became near enough to tell who it was, she almost cursed out loud.

She ignored the person and attempted to walk right past before she hears a voice akin to scratching on a chalkboard.

"Stop right there maid Isadora," Sienna commands haughtily.

To her surprise, Isadora obeys without fuss. The bitch is finally learning to know her place. She crosses her arms under her bust and wears an ugly frown.

"Did you not see me standing here or were you going to pass without acknowledging my presence?"

Isadora smirks and maintains eye contact with Sienna, the type that makes one uncomfortable.

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