"Samantha, do you want to know what kind of a man the King is?" Saorsa queried, and Samantha pursed her lips before she nodded at her.
Saorsa stared at her for some time, her face not giving away anything. Though a small smile lingered on her lips, she was lost in thoughts. It was only after Samantha called her did she come out of her stupor.
"Saorsa, where are you lost?" Her friend's silence had rendered Samantha nervous, and she was now worried about her reply. She was uncertain as to why Saorsa had gone into deep thought as soon as she had asked the question. 'Does she have other thoughts about the King and his character? Does she find him bad and unworthy?' She wondered.
