"He..." Ivana Bennett leaned back in her chair, weakly spreading her palms, "Lucas Walker."
"Lucas Walker?" Night Wind Yang was equally unfamiliar with this name.
"I suspect, you must have heard of his other name." Ivana shrugged her shoulders, "KING. Amanda. Theresia!"
Even Night Wind Yang, usually so composed, appeared shocked at the name, "He is the son of Duchess Theresia?"
Ivana merely nodded slightly.
Night Wind Yang pondered for a moment, "Why was he on this ship?"
Ivana held her forehead, her voice bearing a note of helplessness, "Well... who knows."
Lucas Walker couldn't possibly know she was on this ship, his being here had nothing to do with her. Although they had already experienced the most intimate human relationship, Ivana really didn't know much about this man.
