Chapter 133: Unsealing
The room was loud with music and cheerful laughter filling the air. There was a strong scent of smoke and alcohol in the room. Alex didn’t like this one bit, although he had been in places like this several times, he was surprised Abrielle was okay in this place that spelt danger.
He wondered what it was to this talentless noble daughter. The seductive lady led them through the back door that led to a private area. At the end of the hallway was a door. "Sabrina is here. She is waiting for you." The lady informed Zoltana, nodding at her, not missing a chance to wink at Alex before swinging her hips as she left.
Abrielle’s lips were pulled into a thin line as she watched the interaction between The lady and Alex. She clicked her tongue in distaste. It was not a shocker that Alex might be a flirt.
Zoltana turned towards Alex and then Abrielle, "Please let me do all the talking. My aunt has a quick temper." She instructed then opened the door.
The room was brightly lit with several candles and the thick scent of incense filled the room. "Sabrina," Zoltana called out as her eyes fell on a lady seated in a corner of the room smoking.
The room was filled with several pillows, plants and shelves. The lady Zoltana greeted had very similar features to her. She was obviously a member of the wandering clan, and from looks, she was a few years older than Zoltana. Not what Abrielle imagined Zoltana’s aunt to look like.
"You are here." Sabrina chimed, her eyes falling on Alex. "And you brought an extra person. I guess it was unavoidable." Sabrina chimed with a mischievous smile dancing on her lips.
"We need to finish as soon as possible. The princess can’t be out of the castle for long," Zoltana explained, and Sabrina nodded, slowly getting on her feet. She nodded at them beckoning them to follow her.
Sabrina walked towards the wall behind her where a shelf stood, and beside it was a tall vase. She pushed the vase of flowers to the side, then followed the creaking sounds as the shelves shook, slowly moving.
