"Huh? You do?!" Samantha's eyebrows shot up in pure amazement, and her lips subconsciously set themselves into a thin line. She wouldn't be alive right now if Ivan hadn't interceded on her behalf during the feast, and that Albert, why did he drag her into this royal mess in the first place? Was he either trying to shut her up permanently, or could there be more to it? That she didn't know, but knowing Lord Ivan had more enemies had puzzledly caught her interest.
Already piqued by Ivan's assertion, Samantha shifted closer to the man who turned his head to meet her inquisitive large round eyes. "Who… who is it?" She probed.
