A week later…
Emerald
"For goodness sake Nancy, how many times do I have to go over the same thing over and over again? I believe my instructions were crystal clear that I don't want to see any of those horrid plants hanging around. Those things are hideous and they obviously look out of place! How difficult can it be to throw them out?" I hissed impatiently, wondering why in the world the servants were so sluggish.
I had been repeating the same thing for two days and I was starting to run out of patience with them.
"I apologize, madam. When the master's mother visited in the past, she enjoyed seeing plants in the house and that is why the head servant instructed that we keep them," Nancy explained and I growled furiously.
