A Sanguine Childe? Serissa thought, immediately understanding the significance of what he said. For a moment she thought that she should drop to her knees to show respect but at the same time, that action was reserved for her master. Still he was someone important. She could just imagine Ansel smacking her, telling her to show respect.
"I'm sorry, sir," Serissa said, "I meant no disrespect." If he kills me now, I don't think anyone would blame him.