Samantha's face was ghostly pale, devoid of color and vitality.
Her eyelashes quivered and her lips trembled. Like she was thrown naked into icy water, her body tightened.
"Gulp."
The sound of saliva being swallowed was so out of place that the Princess felt she had committed a great sin by making that noise.
"I…"
Samantha couldn't boast of being the oldest in the kingdom. But to get to the peak of rank 8, she had been through ordeals that even the best geniuses would hesitate.
She had seen countless people on her journey, battled numerous foes and gained a unique understanding of people's nature.
That experience helped her in many endeavours. It was the solid wall she could fall back on when faced with a difficult person.
Now, that experience was telling, no, screaming in no unclear terms, that this man meant every single word he said.
He didn't just believe it, he was certain of it, like he had seen the future.