Chapter 808
Thesaya nodded. "Exactly. They know it’ll only get worse for them the longer this standoff drags on. And rejecting the Dark Prince’s proposal would only make it worse."
Watching Ian lift the bottle to his lips, Thesaya lowered her voice. "This feels like they’re deliberately trying to tear the empire apart even further."
Narrowing his eyes, Ian drank slowly. The crackling campfire flickered before him, Miguel’s rugged face tense in its glow, and Lily quietly chewing beside him.
All the while, Nila’s slow, drowsy breathing drifted faintly at his side.
"Like the princess said before, what if they’re the ones moving behind the scenes?" Thesaya whispered.
Lowering the nearly empty bottle, Ian said, "The Round Table Parliament."
"Yeah. Those lunatics believe that true light can only come after darkness takes hold."
"Then the Dark Prince must look like the perfect tool to make that happen," Ian replied evenly, glancing at her.
A cold smile spread across Thesaya’s lips. "Exactly, Ian. They’re not just stirring things up—they’re the real instigators of the coming civil war."