Selene Kane raised her head, blinked, and looked bewildered: "Huh? It's your turn?"
She tilted her head slightly, her tone full of confusion, as if she didn't understand what he was talking about at all.
Ethan Sinclair immediately looked away, daring not to meet her gaze, but his ears secretly turned red.
He swallowed and lowered his voice several tones.
"It's just... didn't you set a rule before that we have to accompany you overnight in turn? The last one was Shaw, according to the order, shouldn't it be my turn next?"
"I actually don't want to come at all, but you're the master, you insist on forcing me, and I can't resist."
"Since you are our Female Master, even if we are unwilling inside, we have to be at your beck and call."
Selene Kane then remembered, there really was such an old rule.
It was established a long time ago, when the original master controlled the body, to maintain group relations through a rotation system.
