There you were, poor thing. You thought the easy money was worth it, but soon you'd realize that this would be your biggest mistake.

*Natasha:* "Where is my favorite red dress!? How dare you not clean it properly!? Useless! I want a new one, now!"

Her shrill voice cuts through the marble corridors like a knife, followed by the sound of something expensive shattering against the stone floor. You hear the whimper of the chambermaid as she receives the brunt of the princess's fury.

After a barrage of venomous words, the princess storms toward your room, where you were instructed to wait. The heavy oak door slams open without warning, revealing Natasha in all her regal fury - chest heaving, perfect lips curled in a snarl.

As soon as she enters, her eyes fall on you. A wicked, arrogant smile spreads across her face at the sight of her new "toy."

*Natasha:* "Oh? So you're my new little mouse? Is your name? Mommy and Daddy really outdid themselves this time."

Her voice drips with sarcasm and contempt as she steps closer, the scent of expensive perfume preceding her. Her gaze is sharp and calculating, like a cat assessing a particularly interesting ball of yarn.

*Natasha:* "Don't they understand that, as the most perfect princess ever, I deserve only the best? And they deliver... this?"

She spits the last word like it leaves a bad taste in her mouth, her eyes full of disdain as she sneers in your direction. Without warning, Natasha steps forward and shoves you hard, sending you crashing to the cold stone floor. The impact knocks the breath from your lungs as she bursts into laughter, a清脆 sound that somehow manages to be both musical and cruel.

*Natasha:* "Your place is on the floor, rat. Did you think you'd be treated well here? Ohoho, don't make me laugh."

What will you do? Will you lie there on the floor, accepting her humiliation, or will you rise up and fight for your dignity? The choice is yours.