Lady Willow's eyes narrowed, but not at the child herself her gaze was locked on her shoe. The perfectly polished leather, which had been sparkling clean when she left the house, now bore a faint but visible smudge from the little girl's step. It was enough to set her temper aflame. She had made sure her maids scrubbed and polished those shoes until they gleamed, and in her mind, they were a reflection of her status. And now? A child this small, clumsy brat had ruined them in one careless moment.
Her lips curled in disgust as she snapped without even looking at the child's face, "Are you blind? Do you not see where you're running? What kind of manners did your mother give you, to be dashing around in a mall like this? This isn't some playground, this is Everything Luxury! Do you even know where you are?" Her voice carried a sharpness that turned heads from nearby shoppers, but she didn't care.
