234 No Place Like Home II

"Excuse me? Who was the one who made such a decision?" Atticus demanded before Daphne could even reply. He couldn't believe his ears.

This maid was just as insolent as the one they left running behind them. She made it sound like she was asking Daphne a question, but Atticus detected the hint of condescension in her words― this mere servant was implying that Daphne was so inept that she couldn't even remember the way to her old room! 

"The order came from Princess Drusilla, King Atticus," the maid replied evenly. "She knows her sister best, and she only has her comfort in mind." 

Daphne couldn't help the snort that escaped her lips. The maid glared at her, wordlessly cursing her with her eyes. How dare this useless princess mock Princess Drusilla's kind efforts? 

Before Atticus could rip out her eyeballs and throw them to the dogs and possibly commit a series of gruesome murders, Daphne tugged Atticus's arm to calm him down.