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02/06/12(Mon)21:56 No.34040124>>34040090
>you remain silent, only able to watch as her hands tighten into fists, and her lips part in a snarl, perfect white teeth clenched.
>"How DARE they?! A ROYAL invitation, and they-- they REFUSE?!"
>"Your Highness - you mustn't assume--"
>"SILENCE!"
>Her voice echoes through the empty hall.
>"There must have been a mistake made somewhere! We cannot see any other r-reason! This is YOUR fault! You are fired! ALL OF YOU!"
>Her immaculately-made-up face is starting to smudge at the eyes, as she rounds on the staff - "GET OUT! ALL OF YOU! OUT!!!"
>The staff bow and curtsey, moving to leave, when suddenly she grabs the edge of a table, and flips it on its side, food costing thousands of bits flying everywhere as she grabs a tray of sandwiches and throws it at a fleeing butler's back, sending it rebounding off a pillar with a loud gonglike ring
>for a long few minutes, she rounds the room, tearing down streamers and ripping apart wreaths of flowers - she kicks, throws food, cutlery and plates, and screams her fury at the otherwise-empty hall, her voice rising to an octave that could shatter glass, and makes your ears ring from the proximity, while you try vainly to assuage her.
>finally with a gasp, she sinks to the floor, face in her hands, and the roaring, echoing din of anger is replaced with a long, thin, almost inaudible whimper, as she cries quietly into her filthy gloves.
>You don't know what leads you to do so, but you kneel down beside her, and damning all propriety, you put your arms around her.
>she clings to you, and the dam breaks with a loud, wracking sob.
>"I--I just wanted to tell them-- show them I'm s-sorry...! F-for EVERYTHING...!"
>"Give it time, your Highness - you must give it time..." |
