"Raula! Raula, where are you?"
Dorianna's voice sliced through the quiet of the upper corridor, her footsteps.
The wheels of Raula's chair spun smoothly as she came into the hallway with concern in her face, panic in her heart.
"Dorianna, is something wrong?" She said hurrying forward with her heart pounding in her chest.
She was frightened that something terrible had happened, like for instance maybe someonw had seen her from last night or maybe she had left something.
Row, Raula's omega, came hurrying, her face flushed. "Lady Raula, I'm so sorry. I told her you were having a private moment to yourself, but she would not listen." She shot a nervous glance at Dorianna.
"I did listen,," Dorianna said, her lips curling into an annoying, condescending smirk. "And I also told you to stop me if you could. It's not my fault you're so slow." She waved a dismissive hand, her attention already fully returned to Raula.
