Lucas Walker grabbed her by the shoulder and carefully held the fresh water droplet on the leaf up to her lips. He looked into her angry eyes, sighed softly, "You wanted to know where the Grand Duchess was, didn't you? Drink this water, and I'll tell you."
Ivana Bennett gritted her teeth, refusing to open her mouth.
"You won't drink?" Lucas Walker leaned his face closer to hers, a wicked smile on his lips. "If you don't, I'll feed you with my mouth. I bet you'd like that."
With clenched teeth, Ivana Bennett shot him a harsh glare but complied, drinking the water obediently.
Once she finished consuming the bit of fresh water he had collected, Lucas Walker let out a breath of relief. He removed the shirt from her forehead, heated by her temperature, and headed back towards the seawater.
He washed the shirt with seawater, walked back, and laid the now cold shirt over her forehead before leaving again.
