The day got sunnier as it approached noon. Samantha had returned to her chamber after her attempts on finding the hunter had turned futile, and whenever she questioned each guard about which cell the hunter had been moved into, no one uttered a word, as if they had been strictly ordered not to say a word about it to her. Although she knew she shouldn't doubt Lord Ivan's intention at all, she couldn't stop herself from feeling worried about what might happen, to make it worse, she hadn't seen him after their discussion last night, and then this morning, she hears that he got the hunter moved from the dungeon.