Chapter 9 - The Blind, Aristocratic Fury
Victoria quickly recovered her balance. Her initial shock and confusion instantly morphed into a blinding, protective, and deeply aristocratic rage.
How dare a lowly servant burst into her child’s sanctuary? How dare this woman lay physical hands on her, terrifying her sleeping baby, and violently interrupting his feeding?
The fierce maternal instinct to protect her child from what she perceived as an unhinged, violent threat completely consumed her rational thought.
Victoria’s blue eyes blazed with furious, burning indignation.
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She stepped forward, towering over the trembling, exhausted maid. Her golden robe flared out behind her like the majestic wings of an avenging angel.
She did not wait for an explanation. She did not ask a single question. She reacted with pure, unfiltered violence, driven by the absolute certainty of her own supreme authority.
