Eveinne rolled her eyes as Lucius spoke to her. She was fairly sure that the asshole could use her drinking a glass of water as a reason to think she needed 'structure'. She was so sick of hearing her crazy doctrine that she actually wanted to be a slave.
"I went for a walk and visited a friend." The brunette snapped at the witch. "It wasn't like I tried to run away. You never said I couldn't leave the house." Not that she would have followed any rule Lucius tried to lay down anyways. But she felt it was a good point. Hearing him refer to her as property once again had the girl wanting to hit Lucius, something that was becoming a common feeling. But she new better.
"You're one to talk about touching things that don't belong to you. I'm surprised he let you leave here in one piece." she added with a glare, motioning to Ambrose. Part of her had been disappointed when the man returned that day, with no indication that Ambrose had beaten him to a bloody pulp