Edie was trying to prepare herself mentally, but mostly emotionally, for her role. She had rehearsed the scene over and over again in her mind, pacing nervously back and forth.
Malloy shrieked from the opposite direction of Edie, "Take action!" Everything went surprisingly calm and quiet.
"Who is this woman? Is this the new concubine of the Emperors?" Yetta asked. Her voice was soft and melodious, and her tone contemptuous.
The Emperor spoke, "Yes, doesn't she look like a beautiful flower. She has a very elegant appearance. Look at her, and she's so well dressed." He paused and admired her beauty. "Wait until you hear her voice. It's as sweet as the nightingale."
Hearing the Emperor speak about her in this manner, Yetta was consumed by jealousy. "Yes, isn't she beautiful? Nice to meet you!" Arrogance and sarcasm came rushing to her voice.
