"What…?"
Alistair had several emotions coursing through him: rage, shame, desire, frustration, but the most intense of all…
… Was confusion.
'Why is she going so far for a lowly slave?'
He could not comprehend it.
"You heard me. I asked what you would do if I refused!"
"You would really defy me just to save a single slave? Do you not care about the consequences your action will bring?"
"Haha!" Amara laughed even louder. "Is that your true intention for coming here? To oppress my Desgarron Family, or perhaps… to take us down?"
At this point, Alistair's expression changed.
He became more solemn.
"Do not joke about such matters. Why would I do something like that?"
"Oh? You won't? Then what could your intention be for coming unannounced tk our Estate when we are at our most vulnerable? Hmm?" Amara smirked. "Could it be that you wish to kill me?"
"Stop talking like that! Why would I even do that? You're going too far!"
"No! You're the one going too far!"
"...?"
