Roy Dashiel was on his way out when he looked down and caught sight of what was happening in the living room. The supposed young lady of the house was urging the servants to sit with her and chat. He had just warned her to keep her role well played, yet it seemed she was cut out for disobedience.
"What's going on here?", he asked and begun descending the steps, taking light, graceful steps.
The maids all sprang up to their feet, with their heads bowed, not daring to look at the icy face of the young master. Tessa Marvins however, remained seated, with no sign of fear whatsoever.
"Was just having a little chat with my personal maids. Do you have a problem with that?", she asked, meeting his eyes directly, her tone neither disrespectful nor entirely submissive.
The maids however could no
