Tap, tap, tap, tap
Hattie stormed through the castle hallways as Nylah followed behind her.
"Make fun of me, disrespect me, you think you're so good Gabrielle, better than me, I'll make you pay," Hattie ranted, her feet stomping on the floor.
"What do you plan on doing? It seems Gabrielle has His Majesty wrapped around her finger," Nylah said, trying to keep up.
Hattie paused in her tracks. Rage running through her veins, she turned around to face Nylah.
"She does not," Hattie fumed, pointing her finger in Nylah's face, "His Majesty cares nothing about that floozy and when I tell him about what the precious Gabrielle did, he will throw her out without a second thought."
"I thought I told you to address her as Milady," Ansel scolded, anger roaring in his voice.
Hattie jolted, feeling chills run through her body, she turned around seeing Ansel towering over her, his face filled with annoyance.
