Amber's POV

　　"May I ask why you are cursing me, Madam?" I ask as politely and not judging as I can. She spits in front of me yet again, and I about had it with this. Not only is it unsanitary, but it's also really fucking rude. Ignis is growling and pacing in my mind. She's going to rush to the front of my mind soon, and I can't really have that. 

　　'Just let me have a little taste of her.'

　　'Ignis! No! We are the Queen, and we BOTH have to act like that. You can't take verbal chuck out of everyone who is mean or rude towards us....