SAMIEN'S POV

My nose caught his scent right in time. I squeezed the paper, hiding it just before he breezed in.

He stared at me, then at the guard. “Is something wrong?”

“Wrong? No! Why do you think so?* I held a straight face, gaze locked on him.

He scoffed, drawing closer until only inches separated us. “Are you sure?”

“Yes I am, dad. Nothing’s wrong.”

His countenance screamed doubt, but he kept mute, dragging himself out of the room.

The door slammed behind him. I sighed, relieved.

I wasn't sure how he'd have reacted to the letter, especially with the issues still on ground.

Good thing he didn't see...