Right after our talk, we didn't mention it as we resigned to bed. Mildred also returned, but only to announce she did and said nothing further with Sam around.
"Sam?" I rolled to my side of the bed, staring at Sam, who was also lying on his side with his knuckles propped on his temples, facing me.
"Hmm?"
"Which place are you planning to take me to first?" My voice was low, but it was enough for his ears to hear.
Sam pondered for a moment. "In the eastern continent, maybe? People in the west called them barbaric, but they're more than what they had branded them. The easterners had a refined taste for art, their culture is also fascinating and different from ours."
"Did you stay there for a long time?"
