Chapter 746
Leading the way down the hallway where the torches had not yet been extinguished, Thesaya suddenly looked back over her shoulder and smiled.
"You’re probably the only lord who doesn’t even know what his castle looks like, Ian."
Having no real rebuttal, Ian merely clicked his tongue and kept walking.
The castle interior was quiet, both from the barely breaking dawn and the lingering exhaustion of the days-long festival. It was, in truth, exactly the situation Ian had wanted.
As they rounded the corner of the hallway toward the entrance, Thesaya’s lips curled upward. "As expected, things move quickly with Prosthetic joining in."
Ian nodded lightly.
Beyond the hallway, a carriage stood waiting by the entrance, ready for immediate departure. Nasser and Miguel had left their rooms barely thirty minutes earlier, yet everything was already perfectly prepared.
"Guess that’s the mercenary background. At least he’s efficient at—hmm?" Thesaya tilted her head.
Ian’s eyes narrowed slightly. Outside the entrance, along the side out of sight from the hallway, he could sense presence waiting.