"What if I don't? What will you do? "I asked, staring at her. She smirked and then came closer to me.
"Of course you will; even without my warning, the king would make sure of it, especially when you happen to be a whore." She said it again, and then she hit her hands on the chair closer to her, and that caused me to flinch.
"Why it does last? Watch your back, and make sure you never cross the line, else you will be well dealt with. Do I make myself clear?" She asked, staring at me no doubt. She is indeed the troublesome type.
"Who do you think you are to boss me around? Just so you know, I'm not part of your maid, and being a personal assistant to him doesn't mean I'm your slave. Never try to stop me; otherwise, I wouldn't hesitate to crunch on you. Do I make myself clear? "I smirked a
