Elora walked into the study room after Larsen, she stood with her arms folded beneath her breast while she glared across the room at him.

Larsen sat quietly behind his study desk before finally looking up at her to ask if she slept well when he saw her murderous glare fixed on him.

" Why are you frowning?"

" None of your business."

A disbelief scoff escaped from his lips as he heard her cold, angry response. She looked away from him angrily.

" Did you just say none of my business?"

" Why? Is it?" she looked at him giving him a weird angry expression,

" Some nerves you've...