VLADIMIR
"You say what?" I shouted as I slammed the table hard enough to make the sound resonate all over my office.
Anya, Taylor's personal maid, was shivering while kneeling in front of me. "Her Highness requested to be alone today, Your Highness. I was just following her order."
"Am I paying you to follow her orders or mine?" My voice was cold and filled with rage as I looked at this incompetent maid. She failed to report to me the most important thing, and now my wife is facing danger because of that.
"Please forgive me, Your Royal Highness. I had no idea that it was dangerous for Her Highness to go out alone. I didn't mean---"
"Is your apology going to make it up if something bad happens to my wife?"
"I deserve to die, Your Highness! I'm begging you, please forgive me!" she said
