The two guards outside rushed in immediately, forcing them out at gunpoint.
All they could hear was the elevator repairman's pathetic pleas for mercy, each cry more miserable than the last.
But Grace Sullivan was unusually calm, leaving in silence.
The Empress Dowager glanced at the untouched breakfast spread across the table, her appetite completely gone. "Alright, from now on, if it's not important, don't you two come running here first thing in the morning. You're disturbing my peace. I can't even eat a proper breakfast."
"Yes, Your Majesty." Queen Vance stood awkwardly in place, not daring to sit down.
The Empress Dowager gave her a look of disdain, not mincing her words. "Then why aren't you leaving?"
"Yes, Your Majesty." Queen Vance bowed and hurried away, with Claire Sutton following close behind.
The vast dining hall instantly fell silent.
