"Make sure ya have dinner on the table by five tonight. We gots important people comin' over. Don't embarrass me."
Briefly, she glances up; rubine orbs attempting to reflect anything else but mix of fear & submission; it’s nothing new, not really [ THIS HAS ALWAYS BEEN THE ARRANGEMENT, HASN’T IT? ]
Not wanting to meet Crimson's intimidating gaze for too long, she looks back down; by this point, she has practically perfected the art of shrinking down from his attention, she simply doesn’t want it. ❛❛ Yes, Crimson, ❜❜ she murmurs, honeyed voice barely above a whisper, the weight of Crimson's expectations hanging heavy, ❛❛ I'll have everything ready by five. Dinner will be perfect. ❜❜ Lady knows better to provoke her husband’s anger,
Her life with him has taught her that staying out of his way & doing exactly as told are the safest course of action. She turns back to head on over to the kitchen, her hands steady even if her heart is a thunderous roar against her ribcage. She can only hope that the evening would pass without incident, praying to Satan that her efforts would be enough to avoid his wrath,
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