Julia bursts into the scene with her maid whose leg was apparently peeling from the hot ladle.
“Mind your manners” Alana warned Julia who was burning with rage.
“Greetings…you.r..Grace” she stuttered, it felt like a hard pill to take.
“What is your purpose for coming to see me?” Arya knew clearly that she wasn’t there for her.
“Your maid…this is what she did to my..”
“Have you forgotten what you did to her?, because she disrespected you?” Arya asked, glaring at her.
“Just look at her neck, she can’t show it because your palm prints is now all over it and you’re fuming because she teaches your maid what you forgot to teach her?, just take it as a punishment for what you did to her and be glad that it’s not your legs that are peeling” Arya hissed angrily whilst reaching for ambers wris
