C22 Don't meddle in my business!

“You look pale,” one of them said. “Maybe you should sit back down.”

“I’m fine,” I said.

“Are you sure?” she said, her brow furrowing. “We can call the doctor.”

“No,” I gasped. “No, I’m okay.”

“Okay,” she shrugged. “Well, we’ll get back to work then. Just let us know if you need anything else.”

“I will, thanks,” I said.

The servants walked out again