At an early age, Ingrid learned how cruel people can become once they taste power.
Ingrid's smile remained as she observed the woman in front of her. "The maids only addressed her as madame. A noble with no title? However, she is an imperial tutor. She is a capable woman," Ingrid thought.
Madame Estella Dupont, with an air of authority, poured tea into her cup. "I had low expectations of you," she remarked, her gaze unwavering. "I heard you were brought to the Lily Palace at the age of 10. How old are you now?"
"She made me bow and stand for a long time. And now not even using honorifics," Ingrid thought.
She maintained her composure and replied, "I am 23 years old, madame."
"Thirteen years with no education?" Madame Estella inquired with a scoff, her tone carrying a touch of disdain. "I hope you know that I will not be lenient on you just because you are pitiful."
