"Are you saying it is my fault?" Yuvaine asked him.
"What do you think? What's the slave's name again? Raise your head," said Damien to have the slave girl raise her head which was contoured in pain, "Haven't you been told on what to do and not? How hard is it to remember a tea which your mistress wants?" he questioned.
When the slave didn't speak right away, Damien exhaled, "Speak, don't be afraid to answer," he said when the slave went to meet her mistress's eyes who glared down at her.
He saw the slave girl gulp where she finally parted her lips, "Madame Yuvaine asked for green tea, not black tea."
The vampiress snapped her head to look down at her slave with anger, "The lie is going to cost you your life!"
