Princess Claire's haughty facade faltered, replaced by a look of indignation. "You dare to give me orders?" she demanded, her tone laced with scorn. "Who do you think you are, to tell me what to do?"
Chloe met her gaze unflinchingly, her voice unwavering. "I am someone who has rights too," she countered, unwilling to be cowed by the princess's imposing manner. "I have a right to my privacy, and I have a right to say who is welcome in my apartment."
The air between the two women crackled with tension, the conversation escalating rapidly. Princess Claire's eyes flashed, her countenance hardening as she attempted to assert her authority. "I am a princess, and you are a mere servant," she spat, her words dripping with contempt. "You have no right to tell me what to do."
Chloe's own eyes nar
