"Where are you going?" Ohara asked bothered as Dariel attempted to stand from his seat.
"Calm down my love, I just want to speak to a maid, I want to give her very stern instructions." Dariel chuckled, he liked it when Ohara made such a fuss over him, it made him feel well loved and important. "I am not a baby my dear, I can move around." He laughed.
"No, it is not that my dear, I do not wish for you to get upset again and the best way for that to happen is that you remain seated here so you do not see anything that will upset you." Ohara frowned.
"So you do not wish for me to move from this spot today?" Dariel asked as Ohara nodded causing him to laugh.
"Just do not move, I will call the maid for you." Ohara hurriedly got up and rushed out, she returned moments later with a maid following behind her.
"You called for me my lord?" the maid asked with her head bowed.
