Chapter 42: That is a privilege for Sam alone
Silence filled the air as Sam stared at Cass in that silence until even Cass found it awkward. Sam was the one who ended up breaking it, clearing his throat.
"D-Did Lord Draken just...steal Byron?" Sam asked carefully and Cass groaned. He leaned back, staring up at the mural that had to have haunted Lord Blackburn’s dreams.
"I believe so." Cass muttered. Sam stared at him, fiddling with the buttons on his sleeves.
"Could you...have stopped him?" Sam asked and Cass chuckled darkly.
"I don’t think he was really going to listen to me if I said no, Sam. Let’s just pray that he comes back in one piece." Cass glanced at Sam, hesitant. Well, here goes nothing. "Aren’t you...more concerned about what Lord Draken said?" Cass asked and Sam blinked several times before his cheeks flushed.
"O-Oh. You mean...about Byron being like him. Uh, I mean, I guess I am surprised in a way. I just..." Sam swallowed. "There are just so many strong and strange people here, it didn’t surprise me?" Sam suggested and Cass resisted the urge to smile. It was just so...Sam. He was so normal, but at the same time, he took everything in stride.
Cass wasn’t sure if Sam was a regular human since he had no idea what the healing tonic test meant, but Sam had passed it. In front of Cass as well. So, whatever he was, he was...friendly to Cass.
"So, if you realised that Lord Draken wasn’t human, or at the very least, not fully human, what do you think he is?" Cass asked, curious, and Sam looked uncomfortable. He continued to fiddle with the buttons on his shirt.
"I don’t know, my Lord. What do you think?" Cass laughed.
"Well, what if I give you a couple of hints? You aren’t stupid, Sam, you are actually very intelligent." Cass told him and Sam swallowed.
"Y-You want me to guess?" Cass nodded.