Her face turned horrified… almost as if her face was drenched in literal sweat!!
"PLEASE FORGIVE ME, YOUR MAJESTY!!"
'Arrh! There we go again,' Aether thought, watching Emberlyn, who had a horrified expression as she stood up from the chair, bowing her head furiously.
Aether knew no matter what he said, she was not going to accept, so...
"Sit down," Aether ordered her. Emberlyn flinched, sensing an indifference in his tone... a chill, glacial calm that made her stomach twist.
She gulped, worried if Aether was truly angry at her, as she slowly sat down without any words. She muttered softly, almost whispering to herself, "I… I didn't mean to touch your head—"
"Continue what you're doing."
"H-Huh?"She blinked, wide-eyed, startled out of her spiraling thoughts.
"I said continue what you had been doing." Aether's tone was getting even stricter and more indifferent.
