"Darling, I want you to have a very stern talk with your boys..." I say as my hand trembles in rage. With the glass in my hand became an increasingly dangerous prospect as I glared at him.
"Madame?" he questions, clearly not getting it.
So I rose to my feet and looked out at my establishment, "Your boys... Are doing as she wants... They're messing with my products! MY STUFF! THAT DAMN CREATURE IS TAKING OVER EVERYTHING!"
"About that, boys have been telling me there's a new topic going around the aelenvari."
"Well? What is it!? The only thing they should be speaking about is their desire for sex!" I say to him, tossing my glass away and flinching as it broke on the wall.
"A term keeps coming up, Ivy-Mother." he tells me before he pulls out a brush and broom and gets to work.
"Ivy-Mother...? The aelenvari's head priestess!?"
"If that is what it is, then ya."
"That petal is a..." I think out loud as I turn my gaze towards where it tended to our pregnant products. And that is when it hit me, it made so much sense when one took it all into account. The overbearing magic, the confidence she had... Her ability to control my products with so little effort...
She wasn't just a petal with a full name... She was the petal... The top of the very top... Ivy-Mother!
"Then we change our plans."
"Madame?" Darling questions as he leans on the broom handle.
"I want her working properly this very night! I want her to put on a show and we'll drag her down like that! Her title, we'll make a mockery of it... Her pride will be our amusement!" I bark at him as his brow rises.
"Are you sure? Putting her at the centre of the stage would give her quite a way to-"
"DO NOT QUESTION ME, HRURIM! DO AS I SAY AND GET HER READY!" I scream at him, much to his shock. And while I was not angry at him, I just could not help myself. I would need to apologize to him later, but right now, I just couldn't. That damn creature just took up too much of my mind right now...
My attempts kept failing and she kept on staying the same. I have had her struck, forced into demeaning labour! I have stuffed her with my concoction and have had her enjoy indescribable pleasures! Everything I have done...
It has failed.
"DO YOU ALL HEAR ME!? THE NEXT ONE OF YOU I SEE NOT MAKING HER WISH SHE IS DEAD WILL BE HANGED!" I roar out to everyone in my establishment through the speaker system. Then, I tearfully fell down into my seat and held my face. Thankfully, no one was here to hear me sob pathetically. For some reason, however, I covered my hands when I did it.
Eventually, I brought my face back up. But my mind was infested with issues. All I wanted, was a seed. A simple thing was all I wanted.
I thought maybe this would be a good thing, getting two petals to show off in my establishment. But one is hideously scarred and the other is... And the seed is nowhere to be found. In the hands of those useless soldiers who won't so much as glance at my advertising girls!
It was just upset after upset that kept on coming... Maybe I have just been working too long? Maybe I need a holiday? No, I couldn't do that, not with a seed so close but not in my grasp.
"Take one when I have it!" I then exclaim as I try to find something to be happy about. As I did so, however, something caught my eye. Darling was letting in those hwardgon he hired before. Right in front of me...
The very same I told him not to- Well, I guess I could let it slide. As my silent apology for screaming at him just now. But, now I was curious.
"What is that you are giving them?" I ask out loud to myself. It looked like a piece of paper which was interesting enough. Paper was a luxury item used by only the most ancient of institutions. It must've cost him quite an effort to buy it.
But, his business was his own and I returned to my desk to straighten it out after I messed it up. Then, I stared at my wall of aelenvari artefacts. Ponderously measuring up the details of each one until I arrived at a dress. It wasn't authentic, but it did it well enough for me.
"It's very alike that one I saw when I went..." I started to say as I recalled the snobbiest one from that sightseeing expedition we did not too long ago. That one wore a dress like this. And that was when I remembered what this was a replica of.
An ivy-mother's dress!
"That's it!" I exclaim as I scramble to grab it and hold it before my face. If I wanted to drag this so-called ivy-mother of mine through the dirt. I would make her look the part. Pamper her and then ruin her!
I will tear it all away and let her know that she is no better than all the others! Just another whore for me to make money with and to throw away as I please! She would learn it well, and she will take it all to heart. And when she finally does, I'll let her see my new baby boy!
But she won't care... She'll finally be doing what she was always meant for... Being a useless whore!
"I hope you can understand, Rose'lhia." I say before I start to cackle at the demise of her pride. It was so close that I just couldn't wait any longer.