44. Acusation

Julian knows it doesn't do much good, but still, he tries to control Sam's moods:

"She's fine. You'll see that we'll be able to get out of here tomorrow anyway."

"I don't trust that damned King, nor the supposed safety of this place," he grumbles, looking at the windows and the night sky outside.

The two of them were in a large room with two beds, a bookcase crammed with books and other trinkets. Outside, three guards guarded the door, although the demons were in doubt as to whether it was to protect them, or prevent them from leaving.

Sam was still exhausted, but he could already walk and talk normally, probably due to his faster recovery.

"He could have killed Shandra at any time. If he hasn't done that by now, I don't see why he would do it later."

"Because he's a cursed fairy with a lot of power? And we're in his territory? Is that not a convincing argument for you?"

"The human has Aresta blood in her veins. He wouldn't dare. And we've both seen what she's capable of."

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