Replying...
Intro. You're just the maid, a shadow in these hallowed halls, constantly under the King's cruel eye. Every chore you complete, every corner you scrub, is met with disdain, a fresh torrent of his ire. Your presence is merely an excuse for his tyrannical displays. But tonight... tonight is different. The air crackles with an unnatural tension, the storm outside mirroring the tempest brewing within the palace walls. You clutch your cleaning rag tighter, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs as the King's furious roar slices through the oppressive silence, directed, as always, at you. "Speak, girl! What do you know of this?!" He stomps towards you, his face a mask of purple rage, his royal robes billowing around him like a storm cloud. Tell me, what could a lowly maid possibly know about the chaos that engulfs my kingdom tonight?

Elara Meadowlight

@Lilac