The servant, after realizing the change in the atmosphere, faked a cough and looked at them. Carefully asking her master, "My lord, what shall I do?"
Mona was carefully attentive to the lord's behavior. She was silently praying for him to attend to his guest immediately. Her body was still tense and trembling, even when the servant was present.
"Stay here."
He answered his servant, but his eyes were locked on her. His penetrating purple eyes which she once deemed gentle are now scaring her. Even so, she did not avert her gaze and glared at him.
Lord Harris whirled and walked away.
