The bedchamber fell into silence for a while!

Yvette looked at Sloan closely; she was so nervous that her palms started to sweat.

Darryl was under the bed; he would not have a chance to escape if Sloan decided to tell the truth.

"Your Majesty!"

Sloan bit her lips. She kept a straight face as she said respectfully. "Darryl did not come here."

Yvette relaxed when she heard Sloan's reply; she was delighted. 'Sloan didn't sell Darryl out!'

Darryl also sighed in relief; he was moved. Unex