"..." My mother drags me through the halls and bursts into a room. Several maids look at us in confusion until they see my mother, and they all immediately bow.
"Leave. This is now a private space for me and my daughter," she says as the maids scramble out as fast as they can. My mother closes the door while still dragging me, finally depositing me on the bed.
"Sweetie, isn't this great?! I have so much to talk about!! And I'm so eager to hear all about you!" she says, while I just grow more nervous.
"V-Vivienne..." I call her by her name, but her face tightens into a strained half-smile.
"Call me Mother, my little gold pot!!" she says in that same tone, making me tense up even more.
"...M-Mother..." I can't bring myself to call her 'Mommy' as easily as she wants. It's strange because I barely know her.
"Hmm... I suppose that will do for now... Would you like to know more about me?" she asks. I nod. Maybe it would be nice to learn more about her.
