~{INGRID'S POV}~
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"Where is this?" Jamie asked in confusion.
"Lord Lanzon's place," I answered and made my way to the white gates.
Before I could push the gates open, someone beat me to it and as soon as my eyes fell on him, I smirked.
"Welcome back, my lady," Pascal happily welcomed me.
"Now you are all chatty but initially you didn't say a word to me," I reminded him.
"Well, how could I when you clearly didn't remember me," he reminded me before looking at the man behind me.
"And who is he? The Lord won't be pleased to see a stranger holding your dog," he let me know.
"This is Jamie, my right hand man. We've come a long way so don't worry about him." I introduced him and he respectfully stretched out his hand towards Pascal.
For a moment Pascal examined it before lightly shaking it and Jamie smiled although I could tell he was tense.
"Where is he?" I instantly asked because I didn't want to waste any second. I needed to speak with him as soon as possible.
