Verity watched as the Alpha got out of bed and prepared to eat dinner. She was a pretty girl, a few years older than her yet shorter than her. The other girl's long beautiful red hair Verity found to be distracting in the best way possible. For now though, she had to focus on other things. She looked down to make sure her plain servant's skirt and cook's apron were in proper condition still. Thankfully they were. She could hear the sound of bustling servants as the table downstairs was set and prepared. Everything was going perfectly. At least until the Alpha stopped in front of her and asked, "By the way, what's your name?"

Oh no. Something must have gone wrong. Why else would she ask for a name, if only to record it for punishment. If Verity had a more healthy complexion, all the colour would be draining from it as they spoke. Still, it was easy enough to tell when she was flustered. Verity bit her lip. It was certainly a bad habit but a habit is hard to break, good or bad. Well. if something had gone wrong, it was entirely Verity's own fault and better her to take the punishment then someone undeserving.

"Ah..uhm..Verity, miss." She answered after what seemed like years, but was most likely a few moments. So it wasn't the most graceful of answers, but nothing that came out of her mouth was ever graceful.