"Milady!" I screamed out to Her Ladyship. "Of what crime have I been accused of that you are displeased with me?"
"Sir Darius Holden," she said, proudly raising her head. "Let us be for a few moments."
"But, milady, she might—"
"Please, Darius," she said with a raised hand. "I do not want to be addressing a man of your honour so lowly. And this is quite important than it seems."
"As you wish, milady," he said and left a handcuffed me with the cruel lady.
She now stood tall, smiled while glaring at me for something I could not perceive.
"You said I would be the shining star in this evening's party," she said as she advanced towards me. "You should have known before coming here that I was not going to spare you if you showed up with a fancy dress, which you obviously would since the old man doesn't keep many lavish clothes.
