I don't care if there's a war brewing in the mountains or if the stars themselves are falling from the sky—if I see one more smudge of soot on the hallway tapestries, there will be consequences! I've told those scullions a thousand times: a messy castle is a gateway for chaos, and I will not have the House of your Majesty looking like a common pigsty. Honestly, am I the only one here who understands that discipline starts with a clean floor? Now, get back to work before I find my broom!