"Emma!" Lazarus warned her with a growl. "No one insults me. And with what you have just said, it seems that you wish to die!"
Emma walked to the curtains that she had been thinking about and said, "Then kill me, Lord Lazarus. I challenge you to."
Lazarus watched her, studying every movement of hers. He knew that she was provoking him. He smirked. "Provoke me all you want, Emma. I won't kill you." He opened the door of the bathroom she had just used. "But I will punish you for this!" He entered the bathroom and closed the door behind him before she could utter a word.
The bathroom was filled with her scent mixed with that of the fresh hot water that Ginger must have added to wash her clothes. He removed his trousers and stepped into that hot steamy water. He grabbed the edges of the tub and rested his head back.
