A loud clatter echoed through the empty corridor as the expensive vase shattered into several pieces, scattering across the hall.
She whimpered in pain as she landed on all fours, her hand digging into the sharp shards of broken porcelain. "Oh Goddess!" she cried when she opened her eyes and took in the mess strewn across the corridor.
Before she could push herself up, a pair of polished boots clicked to a halt beside her, coming to stand directly in front of her. Her gaze slowly lifted, and her eyes widened in pure dread at the sight of the prince looming over her.
"Y-Your Highness," she murmured, already trembling at what might come next, her blunder now witnessed by none other than the notorious prince himself.
Ryan savoured the pitiful sight of the maid trembling before him and clicked his tongue in displeasure.
