Scarlet pov
"Why? Were you expecting someone else here?" I asked as I tilted my head. He looked horrified and crawled backwards only to get his back touched by the seat of the carriage. His face was looking white as if he had seen the ghost. This made me laugh.
"Why and how are you here?" i rolled my eyes at his dumb question.
"The question should be how and why you are here? You are too brave for a mere slave. Have you not heard my name or how I punish the slaves?" my voice was cold and the man shivered.
"I am not a slave, I was fooled to be there." he retorted and I chuckled.
