He's Not Coming?

"You mean Arthur?"

Talia turned to look at Prince Lambert and her eyes darted back to the window once more as he nodded. He looked solemn.

"What else?"

She asked resting her hand on her cheek while looking outside. She always preferred the window seat and liked to look through the window during any travel. It calmed her for some reason. She didn't like to converse while travelling.

But she wanted to know more about this situation.

There wasn't any sound in her headphone for some time and Talia thought there was something wrong with it and she pressed it on her ears.

As she was about to turn, she heard a deep sigh and was surprised.

"I am saying he wants to kill you and this is your reaction?"

Prince Lambert asked exasperated.

"What about it? Isn't there more to it?" she looked at him and spoke casually.

Prince Lambert sighed once more looking at her. Her hair was a mess, her clothes were dirty and there was even a bullet hole in her jacket. But she still looked composed.