Blackmail the servant
From Lord Of Utterdom
"It seems you broke a rather expensive vase," you quip, looking down at the shards on the stone floor. You know well and good that it's an expensive decorative bauble, but she certainly doesn't, especially when you see the look on her face.
"I suppose this will cost you your job." You pause for second for dramatic effect, then reach up and lay a finger against your chin. "Unless..." you say.
"Unless?" she questions, biting at the corner of the lip.
"Unless you see to it that I am happy enough to cover the cost of the vase and return you to your duties." You wiggle your brows. It takes her a moment, but she seems to catch your drift finally.
"No!" she says, taking a step back. "I would rather lose my position than my dignity!" she states, rather firmly, her face reddening. She might slap you. She seems hostile enough to reach up and try, at least.
"You're sure of that?" You say.
"Yes!" she shouts, before promptly turning on her heels and rushing out of the room.
It was worth a try, you think to yourself.
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