A noble lady strode down the road after descending from her elegant carriage. Her expression was etched with annoyance. Each step she took seemed to reverberate with her frustration, resonating through the cobblestone path.
"My lady, please allow me to accompany you!" pleaded her devoted personal maid, who hurriedly came down from the carriage and followed closely behind.
"Don't bother!" Sylvia exclaimed, her voice tinged with a grouchy tone.
Her maid halted her steps, exchanging concerned glances with the carriage driver, both unsure of how to alleviate their lady's distress.
A deep well of frustration and anger surged through Sylvia's heart. Her relatives—her grandfather, three uncles, their wives, and cousins—had unexpectedly arrived in the middle of the night, earlier than anticipated.
