The maid dashed off and she went ahead to take a seat at the dining table. She felt irritated that the girl called her a Lady. "Her Lady!" She scoffed and shook her head at the title she hated more than anything else.
She was a queen, the woman that birthed their King and nothing was going to change that. Not even his so-called wife who was training tirelessly for it.
"Your coffee!" Carmencita announced with a smile, breaking into her thoughts. She placed the coffee on the table and turned to leave.
"Too hot, make another!"
Carmencita halted and turned to look at the cup. She had not even tasted it but already concluded it was too hot. Quietly, she picked up the cup with a smile on her face and walked away. Some minutes later, she returned with another coffee as demanded.
"Too cold, t
