Chapter 62. Savage Conspiracy

With extremely fast speed, and the guards deliberately relaxed their guard, Samson easily approached Lucasta's bedroom after mistakenly visiting a few empty rooms.

As soon as he climbed in from the window, he saw his little blonde girl curled up in a fluffy blanket.

The deep love and nostalgia overflowed so much that he couldn't control himself and rushed to her side.

But when his hand was about to touch her shoulder, he stopped.

Lucasta's steady breathing showed that she was sleeping. However, occasionally she still called out for help, her hands unconsciously clutching the blanket, sweat pouring out all over her body.

“Did you have a nightmare? Don't be scared, I'm here.”

Samson quickly grabbed her hand and as a subconscious habit, Lucasta grabbed his hand, held it close to her face, and continued to sleep.

Samson wished he could hug her and run back to the forest right now.

He was afraid that if he did that, once she woke up, she wo