This morning, Lucy had not got out of the bed and had instead looked dull. He could only guess that something had happened without his notice, especially with Rosamund's words hanging in the back of his mind.
Theodore stared back at Samuel, his eyebrows subtly raising, "I think you missed what the King said, but it would be better if you don't phrase it that way for Lady Lucy's sake," his reply struck a nerve in Samuel.
Samuel let out a chuckle from his mouth, "You don't have to worry about it. Lucy is my wife, and I know how to treat her. Answer my question."
"Like I said earlier, Lady Lucy and Lady Rosamund happened to join me in the dining room when I went to drink water. It seems like the maids forgot to fill the jug with water in their rooms and mine. We all happened to turn thirsty at the same time," replied Theodore, his expression impassive until a faint smile appeared on his face that Samuel caught on to.
