"I believe this will help her learn her lesson." Margaret said, looking in Igor's direction. "Don't you think, Master?"
The enigmatic master of the Velvet Room nodded over his joined hands. "She will certainly learn to consider the full ramifications of her actions after this is all over. Her, and others."
"Yes, those girls could certainly use a lesson as well." Margaret agreed. "I'm glad you approve."
"Approve? Oh, no, Margaret." Igor said, casting his gaze towards his assistant. Her master's direct gaze sent a chill down the woman's spine. "As necessary as I believe it is for our guest to be punished, you overstepped your authority. I believe you sought to humiliate our guest first, teach her a lesson second. You let personal feelings cloud your judgment, and that cannot be tolerated."
"M-Master?" Margaret asked. She could feel the unease setting in as Igor continued.
"Indeed, I believe you have shown that I must step in. Until you can learn to take your responsibilities as an attendant of the Velvet Room seriously, and offer your aid to all of our guests, you shall be accompanying her." Igor explained. "The same restrictions and conditions that you have imposed upon her and the others shall apply to you as well. Perhaps being forced to cooperate will teach you the humility your position requires."
"Master, please! I beg you to reconsider!" Margaret begged.
Igor simply snapped his fingers.
The next thing Margaret knew, she was falling. The chill of the cold mountain air hit her like a ton of bricks, her state of undress obvious from the cold caressing every inch of her skin as she plummeted. Eventually her fall was broken as she landed on-
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