Alastair leaned against the balister, his gaze fixed upon the girl who had captivated him right from the first meet. He smiled, observing Samantha, a strange gleam appearing in his eyes. The man had made his way towards the library the moment he had received Martell's message. His session with his ministers had just ended, and he was on his way to have lunch when he had to change his plan.
Right after he had made his mind, he had apparated to the library waiting for the girl, for he knew she would come here soon. Although his patience was wearing thin as time ticked by, for Samantha he waited calmly until the girl finally entered the library, much to his relief.
