A few moments later, Maya left the room, and everyone went to their respective rooms to change.
Violetta twirls around in the plain dress and inspects it through the mirror. She heaves a sigh of relief for escaping those corsets.
Not to mention, she should actually thank those concubines for giving her these clothes. They're way more comfortable than the clothes worn by concubines to attract attention.
A knock is heard at the door. Violetta walks over, barefoot and welcomes her friends in.
"Violetta! How's the clothes? Do they fit? Should I adjust them?" Kate asks worriedly.
"Mm, it's fine. What about you guys? How is it?"
"Very unique…" Delta comments thoughtfully.
Chris pouts, "I don't really like it… I want something more, like something…"
He pulls at the loose dress like things and the fact that he looks like a young girl.
She giggles, "I'll get you something better in a couple days, stick with this for now, or change back to your cloak."
"Nope, that thing needs to be washed."
"Oh, right!"
Kate suddenly rushes out of the room, coming back with a bunch of shoes.
As soon as Violetta saw those, her eyes started to sparkle, 'Oh my lord, yes flats! FINALLY! Those heels were killing me!'
She immediately rushes over and puts on the pair that Kate hands over. Invisible tears stream down her face as she clenches her fist in victory. Even though Violetta's body is quite used to wearing heels, flats are definitely more comfy by a lot!
Delta and Kate turn around with the same invisible tears, giving a thumbs up to each other.
Ah, the pains of wearing heels as an adult of these times. To those children who try to steal your mother's heels, don't because you'll regret it sooner or later!
The group chatters, comparing and complementing. Suddenly, a loud clatter of footsteps fill the air.
"Haha," a snort sounds in the air, "Look, what an arrogant maid. Maids, go punish her."
Simultaneously, all of their heads turn to the broken door.
A group of flashily dressed women were there, wearing unsuitable and heavy hairpins and revealing dresses that contrast in color. They hold their fans, sneering through the crack of the door.
Violetta shakes her head in disappointment, "How disrespectful the people of Jun Empire are. They even dare to eavesdrop on their Empress."
An arrogant clause of a foreign princess successfully pissed off every Jun Empire citizen in the room.
"What Empress? Huh? You don't even have your crown! Jing over here is the real Empress!" the lowly concubine sneers, gesturing to the concubine in the back wearing the Empress's crown.
"Oh! I can't believe how shallow the Jun Empire is, just a crown would make one be the Empress," Violetta covers her mouth sarcastically, "Does the official imperial edict from the Emperor mean nothing to an ornament?"
"You! Little! B-"
"Well, if sister Jing over here really wants to be Empress, I will be 'forced' to give it to her, as she is my senior." Violetta wipes her crocodile tears as they flow down to her cheek.
"What a mature senior, to take from their junior," Kate huffs.
Suddenly, Violetta stops crying and smirks, "Well since Sister Jing will be Empress, I will pass my last edict as Empress. Please sign on this scroll."
Violetta heads towards the desk, with an abundance of scrolls and papers. Just as she reached out, the scroll she needed floated into her hand.
A crowd of eyes looked at her as if they were gonna pop out… but Violetta, like an Oscar award actor, doesn't show anything on her face. She was caught up in the moment, forgetting to think logically…
Just like if she was filming some movie like an actor, she releases the scroll naturally, as it floats to 'Sister' Jing, dropping on the floor right in front of her.
With a wave of her hand, all the scrolls on the desk float towards Concubine Jing, dropping in a mountain sized pile in front of her, blocking the unopened broken doorway.
A muffled voice comes through from the person still acting, "As Empress, please make sure to do all these duties. Ahhh, it feels so nice to take a load off my back… of course you can ignore these duties, but you'll have to face a chaotic amount of subjects as a result of ignoring their requests."
Pausing for a second to let it all sink in...
"Ah, don't forget to prepare war with my country~ Although I personally don't care to be Empress, it is taken as a rejection on your side from our gift. The Berian pride will not take this!"
As thousands of words float around their heads, making them use more brain cells than given. It seemed like they would be better off not even trying.
Violetta puts her hands on her hips, back facing them. Giving them a peace sign, she turns her head cutely, "I wish you luck, Empress Jing~"
The terror finally gets to Jing's face, as she lightly puts the crown on the ground with a 'tap', bows, "I'm sorry for disrespecting your highness," and leaves.
Violetta heaves a sigh, "You girls, being Empress isn't so easy, after all this, you still need to keep the concubines in check, and you can't get rid of them or the Emperor will be mad… so, will anyone else like to take the job for me?"
As if knowing her ominous inward smile and the fact that she was snickering in her mind the entire time, the air fills with their fright as they awkwardly rush, wobbling away.
"We're sorry for disturbing you, your highness!"
A moment of silence fills the air. Chris walks over slowly, and then raises his head.
A bright smile of awe shows on his face as he exclaims, "Big sister is amazing! They ran away with their tails in between their legs!"
Violetta pats his head, "Of course! One day, you can be like me too!"
The embodiment of bad influence… it is unknown now, but later... wishing Chris's significant other: good luck…