This slave was starting to bug Rosa. Here Tararian was, trying to make friendly conversation and he was being all poncy about it. Who was the noble here?

"You're starting to annoy me, Rhone. As you master's daughter, I request, no demand that you lighten up" Rosa commanded playfully "If you don't start smiling and start interacting like a normal person, I'll clamp you in irons" Rosa grinned, punching the slave gently on the shoulder.