“ do i ask questions or do i just help you clean up all this blood? ”
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Milena, on hands and knees wringing out a deeply maroon-stained rag into a bucket of soapy water, pauses and glances up with a raised brow as though she's just been faced with the most stupid question she has ever heard. She sighs through her nose, and her rag hits the stone floor once again with a wet slap.
"Does it look like an asking-questions sort of a situation to you?" she responds, with a rather irritable flick of her hair over her shoulder.
Sixty years of service and here she is, resorted back to basic grunt work, all because some stupid new-hire had dropped a bottle and she'll not have her mistress coming across it the moment she returns to the castle. If you want something done right, do it yourself. All in all, it's shaping up to be an absolutely dreadful morning.
"And - believe me - I'm perfectly capable of cleaning a little spilled wine all by myself. Haven't you something to mend?"
