So, he couldn't help but interrupt. She gave him 'what are you doing here? Or what do you want' look, making him stare at her intently. Deadly intently. But she was Lady Aelin Westfall, how on the earth could she be affected by a normal weakling's gaze, well that's what she thought at the beginning, but as the time flies, she started feeling nervous out of the blue.
Her forehead was filled with tiny beads of sweat, just by staring at him.
" What?" She asked, when she could no longer hold his gaze.
" Sleep." There came his one word reply, making her give him ' what the heck' look.
"I have work to…" Well she wanted to say she has some work, which needed to be done. And then she will sleep. But.. the moment she disagreed to his opinion , he placed the glass of milk on the table, then advanced towards her , making her to forget what she was saying, a moment earlier.
"W-What?" She asked while retreating back subconsciously.