Torvin gestured around the room with a sweeping hand. “My house could do with a little cleaning, and I have clothes that are in need of laundry, too.”

“What?” Zeda’s eyes bulged in shock.

“I didn’t know you were deaf, too,” Torvin mocked.

“And I didn’t know you were crazy,” Zeda retorted, her shock quickly turning to anger. “Do your laundry and clean your house? Seriously? Do I look like a servant to you?”

Torvin closed the distance between them in a single step, ...