He stabbed his finger enough to fill a small vial from blood and passed it to her.
His mouth was shut tight and he did not speak another word from her. She checked the bottle a few times as if something would grow in it if she kept staring at it.
"Thank you for your help, your highness." she bowed her head mockingly before chuckling and leaving the room.
Just as she disappeared from the room, a dark shadow came out from the other door in the room and walked toward his table.
"That woman! She is so wicked. As soon as she realized that I would help her no matter what she did, she took advantage of insulting me again and again." he grumbled as he folded his hands in front of his chest and glared at Garrison.
But the man did not take his eyes from the door as if he could still see Ana standing there and smoking.
