Chapter 7: Clumsy

I struggled to maintain composure as I exhaled deeply. "What do you mean?" Since she didn't respond, I had no choice but to repeat my question.

This time, she offered a response.

"I meant that you should go back to your room. You must be aware that this isn't where you belong. Your room is at the other side," she retorted, her tone tinged with irritation.

Though I heard her words clearly, they didn't address what I truly wanted to understand: the reason behind her impolite demeanor towards me.

She didn't tell me what audacity she has a maid to be disrespectful to a guest that has only been here for some days.

In an effort to avoid confrontation, I promptly stood up. "I'll be on my way shortly. You can have the space back," I said, attempting to maintain politeness.

She tightened her lips, scrutinizing me in silence.

With a slight raise of my eyebrows, I inquired, "Is there something on your mind?”

I could see she wasn't planning to leave, so I'd to ask her.

"I cannot leave," she mutt