"Wait.. you can not do that." Panic filled Sharon's eyes as the servants started moving already. They locked the door and surrounded her. Her blood went cold. They were just a bunch of women but she was a noble. How could a commoner strip her off her clothes and that also on the command of a pauper, a thief!
No! She was never going to accept it.
"Stop it right now." she spat with poison in her voice but no one paid heed to her. She struggled but they were six and she was alone. Abi stood there with her hands folded in front of her chest. A look of joy in her golden eyes that left Sharon seething.
"You dare to challenge me, you filthy woman. You are a thief here, yet you dared to.. Ha! Do you think others would accept it when they know what you did to me? Dion would leave you. Other nobles would abandon you and you have to return to the rathole from where you have come." she hissed as she glared at Abi.