"Aah! this is the ugliest dress I've ever seen. Do you even know what fashion is? Are you trying to make me look like a pig?!" Freya made the life of her maid like a living hell. That child was definitely too spoiled. The dresses she had tried on were all from a very fancy designer. Each dress was made exclusive for her. Although no god was actually poor, most of them couldn't even afford one of this Italian designer's dress. While Freya threw the tenth dress, she had tried on away like it was some sort of trash.
"Miss, is it really about the dress?" The maid was almost terrified to ask the question, but it just couldn't go on like this. Soon there would be no dress left.
"Of course it's about the dress, you fool! Look at them!"
The maid looked at each dress, but she really couldn't und
