Samantha sat opposite Alastair as the royal carriage drove towards the kingdom capital. The silence in the constricted space was too much for the poor girl to bear. Now and then, Samantha would fidget in her seat, fighting the restlessness she was experiencing since the journey had begun.
While the girl was restless and uncomfortable in his presence, Alastair was having the time of his life. It was only he and Samantha in the closed carriage, and he was glad that his men and Samantha's friend had understood what he wanted even without him ordering them.
