Chapter 133: Be Safe
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In the empty corridor that seemed to be devoid of any ubiquity, Ivan paced restlessly through the grand hall, his deep crimson eyes revealing a hidden torment as he went into his room to find neither Lord Draven, nor his little lamb present. His troubled mind was already assuming the worst as neither of them were nowhere to be seen in his chamber, but when he turned to head back incase Draven had returned downstairs, the oddly familiar scent of his little lamb hit his nostril, making him halt in his gait as he inhaled it further in a whim.
Since she had used his lavender oil, the fragrance was pungent enough to hide his little lamb’s scent from being detected. If he hadn’t stopped to inhale it one more time, there was a chance he might have missed it, the same way Draven must have missed it when he came up here to find her... which means his little lamb was still somewhere within the corridor’s premises.
Inquisitively, his piercing eyes darted across the rest of the closed rooms, knowing she had to be inside one of them. Individually, he searched all the available rooms, trying to fish her out without alerting Draven who must have headed for the orb room. When he made it to a specific door, he reached for the door knob and quietly tried to open it, but it was locked from the inside. When he placed his ear against the door to detect any sound, he could hear the drumming of his little lamb’s heart beat, but it was one that expressed her peril.
Unable to keep himself out, he had to break the door open, but it was also a little trick to make Draven assume he was searching for him as well, wherever he might be. Stepping inside, Ivan’s gaze darted across the room that was shadowed in darkness, but he knew she had to be here, her scent had grown stronger.
"Where could she be?" He uttered out loud while coming to stand in the middle of the room, surveying the entire place. He had checked every possible area that seemed like a good hideout, but no matter where he searched, he found nothing but her absence. Already getting slightly frustrated at not being able to locate where she was hiding, at the last minute, a frightened cry shattered the stillness in the room, alerting Ivan whose keen ears instantly picked up on the sound.
"Samantha?!"
When he no longer heard her voice, he reached for the door that led to the opened balcony, kicking it open, but before he could gain his composure, his worried eyes caught sight of her hand slipping from the edge, followed by her alarmed cry, and his eyes grew wider upon seeing her plummet before him.
As Samantha hurtled downwards in a slow motion, with gust of wind ruffling her hair and dress, she squeezed her eyes shut while bracing herself for the impact that would come with her fall, whilst hoping that it would not hurt too much as the pain in her back, but what she hadn’t expected to see at all was for Ivan to swoop down with her, and when he stretched her hand for her take, Samantha, whose eyes watered due to the wind, tried to reach for it until their fingers eventually interlaced, and in a fluid motion, he pulled her against him, wrapping his arms around, but that was when the greatest shock occurred to the two of them.