Chapter 99: Friction In The Courtyard
"It’s- it’s...gone?" Samantha’s eyebrows creased in bewilderment, "I swear I saw vines growing against the walls, it was right there and they kept stretching - it looked so real, I’m not lying to you–"
"Does it look like I’m here to listen to your excuses? Quit trying to make up impossible scenarios cause I won’t fall for your tricks." Ivy cut her off with a dismissive tone "Tell me, what did you do to Lord Ivan? I knew the very moment I laid eyes on you, you would bring nothing but trouble into his life, and it is unlike him to settle for someone less, unless you must have done something to him which I presume is correct."
"Listen, I get that you must have a problem with my existence but I have no idea what you’re talking about, and that is the least one of my worries." Samantha looked in the direction where she had seen the vines since that was more important, and she knew she couldn’t have hallucinated its presence. She had blinked severally, she cleaned her eyes several times too, but it was still there, and suddenly...it’s gone?
No, if it’s coming from the inner part of the Palace then it surely must still be there.
Samantha’s expression held one of intense curiosity as she had plans of going to check out the walls that led to the inner part of the Palace, but then her wrist was unceremoniously grabbed by Ivy who noticed she was about to leave, but mistook her actions as the servant trying to dodge her question.
"I never gave you permission to leave, so where do you think you’re going?"
"Ouch! Let go of my wrist!" Turns out, the wrist Ivy had grabbed was the same wrist that had Samantha’s injury, but despite knowing it, Ivy refused to free her hand and held it tighter.
"Are you trying to run away?"
"You’re hurting me I said let go!" Samantha, out of her own vexation, forcefully freed her wrist from Ivy’s grip, but then Ivy’s nails had accidentally torn her bandage. Samantha’s face twisted into slight agony after being hurt for the second time today, and she noticed her wrist was starting to bleed all over again.
"I didn’t even touch you." Ivy let out a huff, thinking the servant was being dramatic to gain sympathy, and when she tried to grab Samantha once again since seeing her in pain made her feel quite better, someone had grabbed her wrist, and when she turned to see who it was, Herbert was now standing in front of her, and he let go off Ivy’s wrist after sensing she wasn’t going to hurt Samantha before his presence.
"Herbert?"