MainNovelChapter 731: "She is back in Urai?" Zaiper's lips peeled into something resembling a grin.
"Finally, sgood news." He turned to Razarr.
"Disperse the team we have ready. If we are to succeed in killing her, we must follow the plan without flaw. Prepare the poison roots. Ready the weapons-where is the arsonist?" Kady did not rise.
"There is more, Your Majesty," he said quickly, his eyes flicking up.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"I fear it's too late." Zaiper's smile vanished.
"What?" "Our spies sighted her entering the Citadel's gate." "What in the hells does that mean?!" "I have no idea. They were meticulous in scouting out her haven thoroughly for days, but there was no sign of her return to Urai. She was never spotted on the way to the fortress either, until she was there—at the gate." "She used magic. Send the soldiers now!" Zaiper lunged into a dead run.
"She must be stopped, by any means! She cannot be allowed to enter the event hall!" Sacred relics gleamed beneath protective glass, set upon altars of blackwood and obsidian. Votive lights shone in iron sconces along the walls. Every detail spoke of reverence, tradition, old magic, and power.
Entering the hall, Daemonikai's eyes landed on one object in particular: the Charlice.
Once awakened, it was one of the most powerful relics they had ever possessed. Among its many abilities was the power to grant them strength on their night of weakness. Stolen during the last eclipse moon, Vladya had pried it from the human king's dead fingers after he had slain him.
Forcing that night away from his thoughts, Daemonikai ascended the dais, and the gathered assembly rose in deference.
gov.; ☐☐☐☐ His eyes found her, as they always did. And, as ever, something in him relaxed and softened.
Princess Emeriel sat among the highborn ladies and mistresses of Urai. Beside her was her sister. The two women leaned together, heads touching as they slept, with a bowl of nuts resting precariously on their laps.
"Look at them,” Daemonikai nudged Vladya with his elbow.
Vladya was already watching them, stopping beside Daemonikai instead of moving around to take his seat. "It is the best feeling, seeing your female carrying your child. There is nothing like it," Vladya said quietly.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"I know." Daemonikai could sit and watch Emeriel all day and never tire of it.
"It doesn't help that they look as sweet as a spring bloom with their moods swinging from laughter to tears in the blink of an eye." Vladya huffed out a laugh.
"Aekeira burst into tears yesterday because her broth was too hot. I was helpless as to what to do. It comes without warning."
They were aware of the hall watching them, waiting for their rulers to sit before the rest of the gathering took the rest of their places. Following the line of their gaze, many in the crowd glanced toward the princesses.
A few snorted, others exchanged glances and rolled their eyes, but most smiled. The sight of the two women still seated while the others stood, heads pressed together in sleep, was enough to soften even the hardest lords.
"We had best take our seats." Daemonikai forced himself to tear his gaze from Emeriel. He He gestured subtly to the crowd before lowering himself onto his throne. Before him, Vladya sat to the left side, Ottai already seated to his right. In between them, Zaiper's throne stood conspicuously empty.
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