"I said I do not want this! What is wrong with you!?" Odessa yelled, shoving the serving tray of sauced vegetables to the floor.
The maid had the upper part of her body lowered, her hands clasped in front of her as fear drained the color from her face.
It was the second meal Odessa was being served. Yet, none of it seemed to be what she wanted.
"I apologize, Mistress Odessa. Please, forgive me." The maid said, sinking into a deep curtsy.
Odessa was beyond angry. She stomped her foot on the floor before stalking to her ornately carved dresser, leaving the maid to mop up the mess.
"You need to calm yourself," Her mother's voice came from behind with a weary resignation.
"Do not tell me to calm down, mother!" She snapped, her eyes glaring daggers.
Looking at the mirror, she itched her
