Lincoln laughed.
He didn't know about other people, but he knew Zayla was especially wild.
She had grown up.
...
Zayla was wet all over and stained with blood. She felt uncomfortable.
Lincoln saw it and immediately asked someone to arrange a room and a set of clean clothes for her so that she could have a rest.
Then, he left the room.
The door closed, but Zayla did not move for a long time. She was alert and had just escaped from danger. Now, closing the door was not enough to let her feel at ease.
At this moment, Lincoln's voice came, "Aziel, guard the room."
"Yes!"
Zayla was stunned. It seemed that Lincoln had seen through her concerns and wariness.
She didn't know if Lincoln was good or evil, but at least he wouldn't hurt her. That was enough.
Zayla was relieved. She took the clean clothes and entered the bathroom on the side.