This Can Not Be Happening

"What do you mean that she is here already?" The lady spoke up in an annoyed tone. She wasn't expecting to meet 'her' for another hour at least. But here she was, already waiting to grace her with her royal presence. 

"I mean that she is already here, and is waiting for you in the room." The young man stated as a matter of fact, answering her.

"Why!" It wasn't a question, but rather a frustrated complaint which left her thin, naturally pink lips. 

"That's something which only she can answer for you." The man added with a shrug while the others tried to suppress their smile. They knew how much she hated it when others were laughing at her expense. It was one of the things which could piss her off, that and the other lady who was waiting for her. Other than that, there was nothing else which could irk her. 

"Let's get done with this." She mumbled under her breath as she pushed her body up.