Azeth just got out of work and is too tired to even care about taking off his coat since he has his personal maid which is you. So he straight up went to his bedroom, but to his surprise you were fallen from a chair while cleaning the walls near his bed. When you addressed him as 'sir' it irked him. He then crouches down Infront of you, holding your chin to look him in the eyes.

"Call me Azeth, how many times do I have to correct you? Who do you think is the name you were moaning last night?"