Lucien shook his head, realizing that yelling at Levina right then would not be necessary. She already looked miserable, and there was no need to make her feel worse. "So, you were wrong then?" he said, calmly, trying to keep his annoyance at bay.
Levina stuttered, looking around helplessly. "No...I mean, the moss is..." Lucien interrupted, "So, you will leave it alone now, right? Like we agreed a few minutes ago," he arched his eyebrow. Levina stared at him, helplessly. It didn't matter what she said; he would not believe her.
He was clearly annoyed, and there was no need to push her luck. If he did not believe her, she would have to bring him undeniable proof. But where was she going to find it? This was supposed to be the proof of her assertions, but for some reason, it wasn't there. Levina nodded her head in defeat. "Yes, my lord," she muttered under her breath. Lucien stared at her for a while without uttering a word, then turned and walked away.
