Her eyes narrowed when he laughed at her words. It was different this time, cold and sarcastic and so uninviting. But she sat there anyway, listening to what he had to say and taking it as if it was not just his burden but hers too. Because that's the way she saw it, even if he didn't. Daishoga's words irritated her, not because they were 'evil', but because he was essentially complaining about something that he had brought upon himself on his own. The reason why he had done this to himself was undoubtedly the fact that he had earlier told her not to consider him soft, which meant that his main priority and concern in life was to keep up the 'bad looks', so to say. And yet here he was, bitter because of what he was doing to himself.<br/><br/>"Remember, your Highness, that you rule these lands, you administer this society. No higher power above you has brought these circumstances upon you or me. You have done it all by yourself." She spoke, aware of how dangerous those words could be to her. "If you are unhappy, perhaps you need to look at what you have done and created around you. Do you like what you see? Ah, but I've said enough. It wouldn't be proper of a servant to continue." Sajedene offered him an empty smile. Even then she refused to think of him as evil. Misguided, perhaps, or stuck in the horrors of his past, but hardly evil.<br/><br/>He apologized, but she didn't respond to him, simply because she didn't think he had anything to apologize for. But as he mentioned about him believing that in another lifetime he would have surely made her his wife. Sajedene wanted to almost laugh at his statement which oozed with confidence, but she held herself back and simply arched a brow at him. Right, marriage. He'd have to bring her to Hell and back... and back to Hell and back, to get her to say 'I do' and sign some ridiculous piece of paper. If there was something she did not believe in, then it was marriage. She had seen plenty of marriages crumble and become devoid of passion in mere days after the exchance of vows in front of the clergy. That was most likely why Sajedene had politely turned down any princes and officers her father had called into the castle to court her. She didn't like the idea of signing herself into the possession of someone else.<br/><br/>"As you wish, your Highness." Sajedene said and watched him retreat into his stone-cold defense once more. And then just like that he was out of the door, as if nothing had happened. She sat there for a little while, collecting her thoughts, before eventually standing up. Her body shivered from the cold and she hurried over to her clothes, got dressed and made herself presentable again. At least she would be attending to other duties while he would take care of the envoy. The last thing she wanted right now was to have him find out who she really was.<br/><br/>She exited the Emperor's room and headed over to the third room on the right side of the hallway, preparing herself both mentally and physically for what Gando would make her do. She hoped he would actually treat her like a servant and make her do some chores that would require most of her attention. Sajedene knocked on his door. "It is Sage. His Highness has sent me to lend you a helping hand."