“The heater has been broken for a week,” I said slowly, letting my words sink into their heads. “Even when I first came to the palace, I realized it was faulty and practically useless. And I don’t know for sure, but I would expect the Head Maid of the royal palace to have firm control of all the equipment and household tools used by members of the royal family.”
I tilted my head, faking disappointment as my eyes stared right into her. “But this… this is quite horrible. Head Maid Smite… you’re not slacking off, are you?”
The maids gasped softly and I knew they understood what I meant. I wasn’t just complaining, My words were actually sugar-coated poison. I hadn’t accused her directly. I had insinuated that she was incompetent. In a castle ruled by a tyrant Alpha king, such an implication
