Chapter 240: Punishment Of The Tongue
When the two conversing women glanced in her direction, their faces turned pale, as if unaware that they had spoken a bit too loudly to draw attention. Not just Samantha, but almost everyone present in the Boudoir was gazing at them, and that alone was enough to leave them feeling uncomfortable. Straightening up their shoulders and finding words that can save them from this mess, the other one named Elizabeth tried to speak,
"Sam..."
"Ladies," Samantha interrupted, her voice clear and assertive as she said, "I may have been a Courtesan once, but that is not all I am, nor do I owe anyone an explanation concerning how I lived my life. In case you’ve forgotten the reason why you’re here in the first place, it is because I am now the future Queen of this Kingdom, and I shall have your respect."
Not just the women, but everyone present was taken aback by Samantha’s confident response. Though her voice was low and assertive, every inch of her words sliced through the pride of the two women still sitting on the settee. They exchanged uncomfortable glances, clearly unprepared by her defiance.
"Please do not misjudge our comments." Elizabeth still dared to defend herself, her voice expressing her deign, but she made it sound as though she was being victimized. "You may have beauty, but can you handle a Kingdom? It is normal for me to be concerned about what will happen in the future days to come. You cannot use that against me."
"I agree that I may not have been born into nobility, but I have learned more about life’s hardships and strengths than you’ll ever know." She smiled, but it didn’t reach her eyes, "I have my own virtues and intelligence that brought the King to me, regardless of how awful you try to picture my existence... and right in front of me."
"We didn’t mean to be rude, Samantha."
"It’s Queen Samantha." She corrected firmly, arms folded, "and I expect you to treat me with the respect I deserve. Are we clear?"
The ladies, chastised and humbled, immediately lowered their eyes, unable to maintain their haughty facade. Lucy was on the verge of clapping her hands but had to stop herself. She had seen this coming but she never knew she’d enjoy watching Samantha make her comeback with such radiating confidence, whilst she wiped off the invisible tears from the corner of her eyes, feeling genuinely proud.