Consultation In The Dungeon

"It's you!" Claire subconsciously pointed a finger at him, instantly remembering him as the same person whom Ivan had brought in the other day. Once again, looking into his eyes that reminded her of an early morning coffee made her feel inexplicably strange, and she recoiled her finger, dropping it at her side before darting a suspicious glance at Samantha, then at the unknown stranger who dared to speak for her.

"Do you know who I am?" Claire raised a questioning eyebrow that hinted at her haughtiness. "It is useless defending a fellow prisoner in front of me because you are no different, but let me remind you of something important, and that is the fact that I'm THE princess of EmptyHollow, sister to the future King of this Kingdom, and you, as a lowly peasant, shall not speak to me in that tone! I could have you punished for your audacity to pose a threat to me."