After a long time of making both Emily and Naomi realize that the situation wasn't what they think it was, did Emily stop crying and Naomi stop looking at him like he was some big time debauchee.
Naomi said her sorry as she slowly slid away from William as he turned all his attention to the sniffling women who finally stopped being the hysterical women that she was before.
"I- I'm sorry, young- Young master." She said as William felt fear from her tears falling again but Emily held on as William gave a sigh of relief and reassured her again.
"It's okay, Emily. It wasn't your fault."
"Bu- But I wasn't able to remember the young master." She said while looking at him with wide fault eyes.
"And I said before that you wouldn't be able to remember me when It's already been 4 years and I have also changed a lot in physical appearance too." William said as he gave her a bright smile.
Emily looked at that smile and found the similarities back when he was a child and smiled just like that too whenever she had done something of fault or broke something. She would always cry but William would always smile and say to her that it wasn't her fault.
Right now, William was giving her the same smile from back then and she smilled too in her own mess and said, "No, you have not changed at all."
Her words made William confuse as he said, "But I think that I have changed somewhat."
"You're just how I knew you were, always the one with the biggest heart." She said and gave him a hug which felt sudden to him but one that he took with a big smile of his own as he patted her back, "Welcome home, Emily."
A while later, after William had fully stopped the women from becoming a crying mess again and gave her a box of tissue to wipe the remaining one, did they finally talk, "So how was the journey from Tudor to here? I hope it was an easy one."
Emily nodded while drinking the milk tea in her hands, "Yes, it was really joyful."
"No trouble at all on the streets?"
"Not one."
"And how is your little son? I think he's supposed to be 5 or 6 by now right?"
"Six. He's six right now and a little devil." Emily said with a frown, "He literally destroys anything there is back in the house, I don't really know what to do with him."
"But in front of guests and strangers, he remarkable stays quiet as if not wanting to show his real behavior to them." She said with a painful smile, "It feels good that he behaves in front of them but it also makes me the villain most of the time when I already tell my guests to be aware of my kid to only see that not only does he behave but he also tries to help me out in front of them."
William laughed, "Yeah that really sounds like an interesting kid."
"Yeah, he really is Young Master."
William frowned, "Can you please stop calling me Young Master?"
"I want it to be you."
Emily 1.0 froze.
"Emily"
"Ye- yes." Emily said shocked before she said, "Are you sure you want me, young master?"
William nodded resolutely, "It has to be you."
"Bu- but there are so many better out ther-"
"None better than you are to me." William said as Emily went quiet before giving a bright beautiful smile as her past tiredness seems to be vanished by them.
"Well if I am to do that then I have two conditions then, Young Master."
William was stumped as he asked, "Condi- Conditions?"
"Hmm"
"Alright"
"First, I want to thoroughly teach some of the maids here how to respect their peers and I want full power over them." She said as a dark aura seems to unleash from her and William slowly backed away.
'Is this what happens to nice people when they are given power?'
"Young Master?"
"Hmm?... Oh! Yes, you can do what you want... but don't take it too far."
"Of course, of course... just teaching the younger generation some manners."
"And the second one?"
"I will not call you Young Master anymore."
"Then does that mean?" William smiled before he had a realization.
"From now I will call you the Master."