Immediately, Ivan rushed into the corridor where he and Lydia's rooms were and shouted, "Get away from that door!"
Lydia, who had been sitting quietly on her bed, jumped at the sound of his voice. Her heart pounded. For a second, she had forgotten where she was. Ivan's voice brought her back.
The suspicious man was already outside her room, his hand raised as if he was just about to knock. At the sound of Ivan's voice, the man quickly dropped his hand and staggered back a little, raising both arms.
"My apologies, Your Highness," the man said, slurring his words slightly. "I had too much to drink... got a bit lost. I thought this was my room. Didn't mean no harm."
