Princess Olivia paced around the room, her mind filled with turmoil. She couldn't fathom marrying a prince who showed no respect, especially in the presence of another woman who reveled in his disdain.
"I can't let it happen," she declared, her frustration evident. In a fit of rage, she flipped a table, creating a loud crash that echoed through the room.
Alarmed guards rushed in, concerned about the commotion. However, Olivia's fury was now directed at them.
"Who gave you the order to enter my room without my permission?" she berated them, her tone sharp.
"We thought something occurred," the guards stammered in fear.
"Something occurred, so you thought it's your duty to inform my mother? Isn't that the protocol?" Olivia accused, her eyes piercing through them. After dismissing the guards, she decided she needed to take drastic action.