Stella's mischievous plan

Elizabeth went back to her chamber and met her maid at the door. "Where did you go my lady ?!...I was worried".

"Yes...you should be" furiously walking past her, she stood at the center of the room, she was angry.

"You really didn't want me to get killed by the king, did you?!. Then why didn't you have a moment to tell me how I looked before I left this door?!" Elizabeth looked skeptical toward her maid.

"I was to...but you were in a hurry. And were you expecting to meet the king ?!. I didn't know"

Elizabeth goggled after grasping a mischievous hint in her eyes, she can't ignore the sense of her lie because she knew what was behind this mistrustful maid of her.

She held her ground and patiently was waiting for an explanation, why did she do that ?....Where did she find the courage to play with her??

"How did you get the dress into my belongings. I don't remember packing it". Stella was left speechless and only winked.

She looked younger than her lady but her actions portray a picture of a grown up girl who you could assume as always as trickster and playful.

"I thought you needed to impress him" she confirmed.

"Who...?!"

"The king"

"Maybe wearing that and sneaking into his room at night and...." stella grinned and looked like a crazy girl as she excitedly chewed her nails and looked nonsensical.

Oh my ! what's in her maid's head?!. Unfortunately her maid was only thinking of the other way to impress the king.

"And speaking of the king, I bet he was impressed"

"What are you talking about, Stella" her lady outburst when she failed to realize what was her maid implying to.

Her maid boldly stepped forward and halt for a moment, Elizabeth watched her as she moved tantalizingly and pulled a coat from above her shoulders.

"It's his majesty's coat, I saw it with him earlier today. Looks like you have already met him"

Elizabeth was tired of her cross check answers and want to rest for the day, remember she didn't even have her dinner but her maid's mistake will never left unspoken.

"So..?!. Does that make you happy?"

"More than happy, my lady"

"Don't tell me that you are feeling better only by playing with me"

Elizabeth somehow felt a little frustrated because she was easily relieved to see nothing bad came from her interesting sneaked-out-outfit although she was still mad at her or maybe mad at herself for making the king outburst his opinion on her dress.

Was it judgemental or an amazemental ?!. An amazemental ??, she didn't know.

"Calm down my lady, it's just a small thing and besides I just wanted to help" Stella came dramatically little closer with her pleading eyes.

"I didn't tell you to do that" Elizabeth scowled finally uncovered behind her maid's pretentious pleas.

"And I also didn't tell you to wear it !!" she growled "Besides you wore it on your own and went outside by your own why are you only blaming me?" Stella dropped the act and ignore the fact that her lady was angry and wanted to give the taste of her own medicine.

It's not like she planned this sneak out scheme it was all in her head deliberately wanting to explore the castle also she didn't tell her to wear it besides it was her lady's desperate and flashy movements that made her wear the dress.

As the results it turned out to be as good as she planned similar to the occasion the dress was intended for.

Whatsoever it isn't a big deal likely her lady was exaggerating her anger. Maybe hiding from embarrassment she felt when she met the king.

Yes. Good point !!.

Elizabeth felt her anger blown up and her maid was playing a bad card on her although what she only wanted was to exude her anger on her but her maid was still uncompromising.

Yet she knew she was irrational but she wanted to teach her maid a little lesson for playing with her.

"Don't speak to me like that, you little brat !" she pinched her ear strongly and Stella winced from her touch.

"You are hurting me" her maid looked stubborn and she was relentlessly trying to come off her hold.

She tremendously succeeded and ran after the door of her room, she made a slipped -tongue gesture before she close the door behind her.

Elizabeth could hear her laugh behind the door.

"Come here you brat"