"Master, it's almost night," said Namara suddenly. Since then she had just stood stiffly in front of the Earl. She felt bored and awkward.
"So what if it's night?" Earl asked.
Namara took a deep breath. Usually, the work will be finished when it is night. So she purposely said it as a code that she was going back to the maid's quarters.
"Perhaps Master still needs something? Usually, my work is done when night falls," replied Namara. She didn't care if words like this would be rude if said by a maid.
So far the man didn't look cruel so she didn't feel scared. Besides, she still didn't like him either.
Earl closed his book. "Do you know who your master is now?"
Namara gulped and looked down. "Of course you are," she whispered. Alright, looks like Earl's rules will be different from the Sun clan's palace rules. It really sucks.
Just then suddenly Earl's subordinate came to report, "Master, the clan head sent some dinner dishes."
