Chapter 106:On Eve Of Naarat
Kael’s eyes gleamed under the dim torchlight as he turned to Cedric, eyeing him coldly.
"Tell me, Cedric." His grin stretched wider, but there was no amusement in it. "Your life will depend on the answer."
Cedric stiffened. A drop of sweat slid down his temple, despite the freezing air.
"Why didn’t you support rations and troops to the Northern Gate?" Kael’s voice darkened. "You do realize that your ’oversight’ caused its fall?"
Cedric let out a slow, bitter breath and sighed trying to explain.
"My Lord, please forgive us.We are helpless on our own."
"Why?"
"Because we ourselves are on the brink of death." His expression twisted, as if the words burned his throat. "My father is very ill, as are many of our soldiers. They’re barely clinging to life."
Kael’s eyes flickered to Reiner, who immediately stepped forward, his fury barely contained. "That’s a lie!" he barked. "How could such a thing happen when we were still guarding the gate?! Hadn’t your Lord met with Commander Robert just weeks ago? He was fine then!"
Cedric’s gaze lowered, his hands clenching into fists. "Yes... He was." He swallowed. "But everything changed on the night of Naarat."
Silence fell over the room. The name alone sent chills down the spines of those who recognized it.