Ivory
Elsa was clearly more afraid of me now than she had ever been. Perhaps my reclaiming of my title had taken her by surprise. Not everyone manages to rise after a fall, but I was one of the fortunate ones, blessed with resilience and the support of a loving husband. This was just the beginning of setting things right, and I was determined to see it through.
"The food also sucks. I will need to speak with the kitchen staff and the accountant too. I suspect not all the money allocated to the food budget is actually being used for that purpose," I asserted, the gravity of my statement echoing in the room.
"Fights and bullying are prohibited here. Being isolated from the outside world is punishment enough," I continued, standing up to emphasise my point.
My gaze then shifted back to E
