''My lady was awesome,'' Amelia nodded, clearly pleased with Isla's actions. She had wanted to show those disrespectful servants that her lady was still the madam of the duchy.
''It bothered you so much?'' Isla laughed as they walked through the path of the garden.
''Yes, my lady. You don't know how much I wanted to slap their mouths for spouting nonsense.'' To Isla, it looked like steam was coming out from Amelia's head as she expressed her displeasure at those maids.
Isla chuckled, as the image was funny in her head.
''My lady, it's not funny,'' Amelia said seriously, unaware of her image in Isla's head.
''Alright,'' Isla knew when to stop and turned to her side to stare at the flowers.
''It's been a while.'' She stretched her fingers to the buds of each flower as they passed until they reached the pavilion.
Amelia was right about the flowers preparing to bloom and Isla could not wait to look at them, as their beauty would brighten up her mood in the duchy.
