"How dare you bad mouth my master?" Fione sneered, "look at yourself."
She leveled her gaze with Ria's. The once higher than her in position was now sitting on the cold floor.
Ria held onto the bars, "What did you feed me with? Monster!" She banged her head, "I'd rather serve the Faes than serve you!"
Fione clicked her tongue, "My Lady has important matters to attend to." She looked at the mad maid with disdain, "Don't include my Lady in your delusions."
FIone's face became recognizable through the flickering light. Ria's eyes brightened as she desperately grabbed her, "Fione! You'll get me out of here, right? Right?"
She looked down at the madwoman and scoffed, "We are not close enough for you to act like this."
The last glimmer of hope in Ria's heart vanished. She refused to acknowledge that the woman in front of her acted as if she was better than her.
