Mistreated

"Lady Yavanna!" 

The delicate tea tray, laden with steaming cups of fragrant tea and dainty treats, suddenly slipped from the servant's grasp. The sound of shattering glass pierced the air, causing the young woman to jump in alarm. Her eyes widened in shock as she watched the shards scatter across the floor, creating a dangerous, glittering mess. The loud noise echoed through the marble halls of the palace, making the servant cover her ears in fear of the repercussions.

Tuile woke up suddenly to a loud noise and sat up slowly, feeling the weight of heavy chains on her wrists. She noticed a terrified servant in front of her and looked around to see broken shards on the ground. The servant approached her with a sharp piece of glass, and Tuile was unsure of what was happening.

" You sly whore!"