Approaching footsteps sounded in the corridor outside their cell. The pair of young ladies straightened their clothes as best they could and sat properly on the edge of the bed. Just because they were prisoners did not mean that they wouldn't claim the dignity and respect that their station deserved.
The door flung open, and a pair of burly guards entered. One of them flung a sealed scroll at Alexis's face. She didn't so much as blink as the scroll struck her forehead and fell to the floor. Instead, she stared at the guard evenly, while Diva silently glared at him.
"You're eating with the Lord tonight," he growled and turned to leave.
"Lift it off the floor and hand it to me," Alexis quietly commanded. The guard chuckled.
"Pick it up yourself, princess."
"Is this how Adrian instructed you to treat royal guests? I'll be sure to raise the issue with him."
"Go ahead, princess."
