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"I'm just saying, if she thinks I'm going to let her boss me around near the linens anymore, she's got another thing coming," Delphine muttered, a massive, triumphant grin on her face as she gave a quick flick of her wrist to snap a clean bedsheet into place.
I couldn't help but laugh, sitting on the edge of the mattress with my knees pulled loosely to my chest. "Delphine, please. You've been the official Luna's handmaiden for less than twenty-four hours. Let's try our best not to start a civil war in the servants quarters just yet."
"It's not a war, my lady. At least that's not what I'd call it.”
“Oh, and what would you call it?” I said with a giggle, entertaining Delphine's antics.
“I'd say… it's a restructuring," she corrected, entirely too pleased with herself as she
