He stares at him intensely, his eyes unwavering. He stays staring for an omens before his lips move to speak, a slight quiver.
“Must I remind you that you are a guest in my home?” He says, leaning forward onto the table slightly, just to get that much closer. He holds up his left hand, the kitchen going silent, everyone pausing. “That can always be changed.” He leans back a little, clearing his throat.
As Mae gets up and leaves he doesn’t look at her, he wouldn’t dare. As strong and powerful as he is, there is something to fear in an emotional woman.
”I think it’s time for this meal to end.” The servants take the plates and clean the table as the kitchen prepares to clean. The head handmaiden, right hand to Mae leans down to him. “Sir…you didn’t eat anything, surely you’d want-“ She freezes when he slaps her.
“Clean up.” He says quietly and she nods, picking up his still full plate and walking away, not daring to retaliate. Her cheek a slight red, it wasn’t a hard slap, more of a swat, just enough to shut her up. She has a tear in her eye as she scurries back to the kitchen. He can hear the other servants asking what happened below their breath, but can’t tell what they are saying.
He stands up out of his chair, grabbing his coat.
“Please excuse me…”
@Lotus Blossom