The heavy oak doors of Lady Sephrina's chamber slammed shut with a resounding thud that made her maid flinch. Sephrina stormed across the room, yanking the ruined fabric of her wine-stained gown as she went, the once-elegant silk now a clinging, ruined mess against her skin.
"Curse that wretched unmannered girl!" she spat, hurling a glass goblet against the wall. It shattered in a crystal burst, shards scattering across the marble floor.
The maid cowered by the dresser, unsure whether to approach. "My lady… should I fetch another gown? Or perhaps you should change first "
"Silence!" Sephrina hissed, whirling around, her face a mask of fury. Her usually pristine golden curls were in disarray, and her flawless composure cracked in ways no one in court had ever witnessed.
