Mud bath

Kyra stomped to the castle like a dramatic animated angry cow with smoke puffing out of it's ears and nostrils.

On her way she mistakenly stepped into a muddy puddle in the garden staining her sandals and it splashed up to her skirt and even her blouse. She was stained with mud and she will have to take her bath before breakfast.

She easily weaved her way through the long corridors of the castle to her room with mud staining the perfectly marbled tiles and ornately designed rugs. She looked at the mess she made about to feel bad for the maids who will clean it and then she thought it's their job and they are paid to do it. She was shocked by her own thinking.