"You said I could ask you any question!" Emma reminded him.
"Since when does a servant has the right to question her master?" Daniel snapped at her. Emma's jaw was almost touching the floor in shock.
"Why is he being touchy with that question about his parents? Are they dead? But aren't mine dead? Did I get touchy when I was asked about them? Has he gone nut again?" Emma contemplated in her mind.
"I am the fool for believing since he seemed calm today, he would be in his right senses for long. I should have known something was up." She gritted inwardly as she stood up to leave
"I didn't ask you to leave yet, did I? Are you planning on disobeying your master now?" Daniel gritted out.
"The jerk is completely back now!" Emma sighed softly.
"I thought you needed me to leave your sight as my question seemed to rile you up." Emma stated flatly.
"So far I didn't tell you to leave, you should stay put!" Daniel maintained.
