The servant scrutinized her skeptically for a bit. And although she knew that it was only natural for him to be skeptical,, especially with the way she was sure she was intentionally trying to peek into the room through the small opening behind the servant as if she was a creep. She was positive that she was doing a splendid job too.
“Please wait a moment.” The servant said before rudely slamming the door right in her face.
“Isn’t that just too much?” Zala mumbled to Anne who was looking at her as if she was a stranger.
“Not at all. The question should be aren’t you being too much?”
Zala pretended not to hear her and it was right in time too since the servant unlocked the door again.
“You can come in.” He opened the door wide enough for Zala and Anne to enter.
“Thank you,” Anne said
