Dark and twisted. That's how Iris describes the handmaiden and Lady Valerie's mind. Since they couldn't make a move on the way to the Royals, they planned to take Hardin back. She stared at her reflection in her bathroom while Victoria was busy touring around.
"Your beauty products are expensive."
"Not most of them," Iris said as she wiped off her face. She came out wearing her robe as Victoria lifted the snowball. "That's a gift from Kenzo on my tenth birthday." She said.
"This is beautiful. Is this customized? A girl with an arrow?" Victoria grinned while admiring it. "It looks like you are a young version."
"Aren't I gorgeous?" Iris grinned.
"Yeah," Victoria agreed. "So, since your handmaiden was searching for your man's semen~~that is super twisted and super crazy." She walked to her closet. "This is so big." She gaped around.
"Not as big as yours," Iris said. "You had two show-room, right?"