"Why? Do you not want to give me the room and office?" he asked directly when she wanted her head to nod but then.. He was the owner of the palace.
She could never forget that she was not the real empress. She was just a brought woman who have no better position in his eyes that a slave.
That was the very reason he must be enjoying teasing her.
"How could i, a slave dare to say so! It is your palace in the end, your majesty. You can use it anyway you want it." she said in a cold tone that was devoid of any emotion.
She was not sulking anymore. Nor was she blazing like a small porcupine who was touched.
He felt a bitter taste in his mouth as she suddenly turned silent. And a strange feeling gnawed at his heart.
He looked away and then took another bite of the omlet from his plate.
