Betrayed by Blood~
Kendra sat at the edge of the bed in her silk cream robe, her hair tied into a bun, a glass of wine in her hands as her maid, Maris, massaged her legs, her hands trembling slightly as she adjusted the hem of Kendra's robe.
"Call them," Kendra ordered.
The maid, Maris, eyes widened, "A-all of them, Mistress?" she asked.
Kendra tilted her head slightly, a smirk on her lips, "Yes, Maris. Every last one of those little rats that bitch shares a room with. Now." Maris scrambled to her feet and rushed out of the room.
Minutes later, Maris returned, leading four young maids into the room. The girls lowered their heads, their hands clasped together tightly, practically trembling. Kendra smirked even wider. She loved seeing the fear in their eyes.
