>>13595469 Yes, my lord.
Cornelia flung her overcoat onto the floor, striding in like the devilish princess she was.
"Guilford." She grunted. "Fetch me a drink."
"Yes, your highness." He stood at attention, quickly bringing her a glass of water. She drank is hastily.
"Guilford. Fetch me a stronger drink." Her eyes averted towards him as if he'd done something wrong.
"Yes, your highness..."
Cornelia downed the second drink a bit slower than the first, savoring the strong alcohol.
"Guilford. Fetch me another drink."
"Yes, your highness."
The fetching-of-drinks continued for about an hour, until Her Highness was throughly and utterly wasted.
"Guiiiilfoooooord." She groaned, half-smiling, though it only served to scare him more. "Fetch me, fetch me that thing, that thing over there."
"That's a pillow, your highness."
"Fetch me iiiiitttt!"
"...yes, your highness."