Chapter 73: Sharing A Bed
When night approached, Samantha sat on her bed with both her legs folded, looking at the list in her grip with a smile that reached her eyes. Finally, she had a chance to see the location Ivan had refused to show her, and from what she saw, it wouldn’t be difficult to locate the place once she’s out of here.
Thinking about her brother and remembering how they got separated, the way he called out her name with his hand stretched forward for her to hold, as if his life solely depended on her getting to him. Recalling the painful moments when she couldn’t be there for him already had tears pricking her eyes, but she sniffed it back and shook away the heavy feeling from her heart and mind.
"Just a few days." She whispered to herself, and now all she needed to do was to begin executing her plan for another escape, but this time, she would picture the perfect moment in order to avoid making the same horrible mistakes as last time.
Hearing the door click open, Samantha instantly hid the parchment under her pillow. When Ivan stepped into his chamber, she got out of bed and welcomed him with a bow. "You’re back!"
"You don’t sound too happy about that, have I interrupted something?" He asked, turning around to look at Samantha who lowered her head deeply so he wouldn’t make out her expression.
"It’s nothing like that."
"I need to bathe." And just like that he changed the subject, going to his wardrobe and taking out his bathing towel.
"I already sensed you’d be in need of one once you returned, i heated the tub already." Samantha informed him, and all he did was acknowledge her words with a nod before making his way to the bathing chamber. Sliding the door shut, Samantha could feel herself sink back to the bed, feeling relieved he didn’t push further concerning what she had been doing all day today.
When he stepped out later on, Samantha had helped him into his night robe. With his arms stretched out, the young maid assisted the Vampire Lord by helping him adjust the robe against his broad shoulders, and since she wasn’t tall enough, she had to stand on her toes. Focused on what she was doing, she hardly noticed Ivan’s gaze watching her as usual, despite standing so close to him.
She could inhale the fresh scent of lavender emitting from him, he smelled incredibly pleasing and only then did her gaze move to meet his crimson eyes watching her every moment. There was this strange spark that jolted through her nerves when she met his gaze, as if a strange current of electricity had run through her, but when Ivan showed no reaction at all, she wondered if he felt it too.
Wait, what is she thinking?