"Smack!" Windsor's head was knocked to the side, her cheek ablaze with pain. She sneered, "Miss Daisy, publicly assaulting a Royal Family's lady officer, do you realize the gravity of your offense?"
Daisy looked at her contemptuously, "You spoke disrespectfully first. I am sure even before The Queen, I would have a valid reason."
"Daisy, apologize to Aunt Windsor," Dora stood by the railing on the second floor, looking down at Daisy, who was oblivious to danger. She truly was brainless; it was one thing to administer a laxative last time, but now she openly offended Windsor. Does she even understand Windsor's importance before The Queen?
Even the Royal Heir must show some courtesy when meeting her, yet Daisy dared provoke her.
Daisy saw Dora's stern expression and unwillingly apologized to Windsor, "I'm sorry, I was too impulsive just now."
