Chapter 191
Sara knelt alone before the throne. The dazzling sunlight shone through the fractured stained glass behind her, casting colorful patterns on the floor. In that moment, she thought of her mother again.
A fat man strode in through the massive door. His eye sockets were dark, sunken, and lifeless. He twisted his greasy frame with an awkward gait, staring down at Sara's back with a disdainful grin, although his tone was oddly respectful.
"Lady Sara, what are you still doing here? The people are waiting for your speech. You should hurry." A barely noticeable murderous gleam flashed in Mukade's eyes.
Snapping out of her memories, Sara turned and smiled brightly.
"You're right, Mukade. Let's go..."
Zixu followed silently behind Sara, his steps ghost-like. Sara seemed distant, her mind drifting back. While waving to the crowd from the high tower, she could've sworn she felt a pair of hands push her.
"No way... It couldn't have been Mukade. I must be overthinking." Despite her doubts, Muakde's years of mental manipulation still clouded Sara trust.
Zixu didn't care what she believed. He silently accompanied her to a mechanical platform, similar to an elevator. Once they were inside, Zixu peeled away his disguise and appeared behind Sara like a ghost.
"Don't you find it strange? When you were pushed—those 'people' kept cheering. Like it didn't matter who gave the speech, right?"
"Ah!" Sara collapsed to the ground in shock. She hadn't expected someone to suddenly appear.
Panic surged in her eyes, but she forced herself to stand and face Zixu.