"Marchioness Oswalt's background does not matter. What matters is her current status. She is higher in status than you all, and yet you dare disregard the hierarchy. It seems I have to have a conversation with my brother in-law. Who knows, perhaps one day, you all might act the same towards me." Catherine threatened.
She knew it wasn't possible because for one, she had a high background, and two, she wasn't the type to allow herself be stepped over.
Her gaze swept over the ladies, pausing at Countess Eleanor Splane who shrunk back at the warning, before it finally stopped on Viscountess Svetlana Essylt.
"Viscountess Essylt, were my words last time not clear enough? It seems you are the one who needs discipline." Catherine said coldly to the noblewoman.
The ladies face turned pale in fright from her words.
"Pardon our mistake, Your Highness."
"Your Highness, we were ignorant and acted foolishly. Please do not stoop to our level.
