While the rukus of Daniel - Crystal Complex running the speed in the houses of Alwack's or Mandrones so to speak, Silvia was dancing in a soft humm to herself as she realised her freedom is nearing with every minute .
"Gorgel," she called out from the room, sitting on the sofa, "I need a little more lemon in my tea next time."
"Understood madame," she replied with an accent.
Gorgel was Silvia's new house helping lady she hired with terms and conditions.
"Here it is," Gorgel placed a new cup of lemon tea on the table.
Silvia sipped it and marvelled at the taste.
"You seem oddly impressed madame," Gorgel smiled. "I'd make sure to add the similar ingredients next time too."
Silvia's face contorted into a frown. Annoying little wench, did I pay her for no hard work?
She threw the tea on her dress, the burning hot sensation tingled on her hands and seeped through her dress.
