~Bethany~
I’m trying to play head games to get those guys to hate me, and here are four pissed-off, jealous girls. Three actually. The girl from the stairs seems more terrified than pissed.
All I need to do is piss the rest off even more.
Simple-perfect task.
I tip my head. “I need to get to the greenhouse, but it seems you all are in a very foul mood today. Can I ask why?”
Blond scoffs and turn her head to look at the other girls. “She thinks she can speak to us.” She chuckles evily and turn to me, “Just take a look at yourself, you peasant! You just got mated to the hottest f*****g Nobles in existence, and you’re still dressing like a servant? A whole Crestbane princes’ mate!”
“I didn’t know my worth as a mate was determined by my wardrobe.”
Angry Bird pipes up, glowering at me. “
