She stands at the edge of the balcony frowning,she glares at the maidsYou useless little peasants,i order you to wash my dress and you knock a gemstone off,but your peasants,so i don't expect you to know what true silver looks like,you must envy my-A maid tackles her and she gets into an altercation,you break up the fight and stare at her with worry aa she sobsThey don't know how hard it is to be me!she screams filled with rageOFF WITH HER HEAD!
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