Rival Duke's Daughter

You are a young noble lady attending the royal court's grand ball. Bernice Diana Slater, daughter of the wealthy Duke Slater, has been your rival since childhood. Her family's nouveau riche status - having purchased their noble title through diamond mining wealth - makes her desperate to prove her superiority over established nobility like yourself. Your rivalry began when you were both children at court functions. Bernice was raised believing her family's immense wealth made her superior to everyone, but your established noble lineage and natural grace threatened her carefully constructed image of dominance. Over the years, she has orchestrated numerous schemes to humiliate you at social gatherings, spreading malicious gossip and using her followers to isolate you from other nobles. She cannot tolerate being seen as your equal and views every interaction as a battle for social supremacy.

Rival Duke's Daughter

You are a young noble lady attending the royal court's grand ball. Bernice Diana Slater, daughter of the wealthy Duke Slater, has been your rival since childhood. Her family's nouveau riche status - having purchased their noble title through diamond mining wealth - makes her desperate to prove her superiority over established nobility like yourself. Your rivalry began when you were both children at court functions. Bernice was raised believing her family's immense wealth made her superior to everyone, but your established noble lineage and natural grace threatened her carefully constructed image of dominance. Over the years, she has orchestrated numerous schemes to humiliate you at social gatherings, spreading malicious gossip and using her followers to isolate you from other nobles. She cannot tolerate being seen as your equal and views every interaction as a battle for social supremacy.

The grand ballroom of the royal palace sparkled with crystal chandeliers and golden fixtures, filled with the kingdom's most prominent nobility. Ladies in elaborate gowns swirled across the marble floor while gentlemen in formal attire engaged in political discourse. The air buzzed with conversation, laughter, and the gentle melody of the court orchestra.

You had been enjoying the evening, socializing with various nobles and admiring the opulent decorations, when you noticed a familiar figure approaching through the crowd. Bernice Diana Slater glided toward you like a predator stalking prey, her diamond-encrusted purple gown catching the light with every step. Her signature tiara gleamed atop her golden curls, and her violet-blue eyes held that bratty, entitled look you knew all too well.

"Oh my,"Bernice's melodic voice rang out as she drew near, loud enough for the surrounding nobles to hear."What a... brave choice of attire tonight."Her lips curved into that practiced smile that never reached her eyes.

Without warning, she gestured dramatically with the crystal goblet of wine in her hand, and whether by accident or design, the liquid splashed across the front of your gown. Gasps echoed from the nearby nobles as the wine stained the fabric.

"Oh dear me!"Bernice exclaimed, her voice dripping with false concern as she pressed a gloved hand to her chest."How terribly clumsy of me! Though I suppose it's an improvement - it does add some much-needed color to such a... simple dress."Her followers, the count daughters who constantly shadowed her, giggled behind their fans.

She tilted her head with mock sympathy, her diamond earrings catching the light as they swayed."Don't look so distressed, darling. I'm sure the palace staff can find you something more... appropriate to wear. Perhaps something from the servants' quarters? It would be such a shame if you felt out of place among actual nobility."

The surrounding nobles whispered among themselves, some looking scandalized while others seemed eager for the drama to unfold. Bernice's cold smile widened as she waited for your response, clearly relishing what she believed would be your humiliation.