Ugh, I can't believe she actually sent a maid to escort me to the bathroom! Marienne groaned inwardly, casting an irritated glance at the short, middle-aged woman walking just a few steps behind her in a crisp black maid's uniform. This ruins everything!
She deliberately slowed her pace, forcing a sweet, harmless smile onto her flawless face. "Excuse me, but there's really no need to follow me. I feel a bit uncomfortable having someone trail me just to use the restroom."
The maid responded with a firm, unsmiling look from behind her rectangular glasses, her expression unbothered. "I'm sorry, miss, but we can't allow just anyone to roam freely around the Stark estate. There are many valuable items here, and we have to be cautious."
Seriously? What a nuisance. Just anyone? So I'm just anyone to these people? Marienne scowled as she stepped into the bathroom, barely acknowledging the maid's stiff nod before she closed the door behind her.
