Chapter 9: Turning Silver White
Tarah didn’t waste any more time. She rushed inside the meeting tent and barged inside after dealing with the ones blocking her.
"Tarah!" Princess Xenia burst.
"Danger," Tarah murmured. After she was sure that everyone inside the tent was looking at her, she repeated, "Danger is coming."
Xenia quickly stood up from her seat and approached Tarah, reaching out to her. Taking her hands to her own, the princess’ eyes widened as she whispered, "Your hands are so cold."
It was not just Tarah’s hand that was cold, but also her entire body. The temperature of her skin was so low that it was as if she was blanketed by ice. Until now, she was still panting after putting her all into running inside.
Ezekiel’s eyes were fixated on her. Sensing how dim his expression was, Tarah gulped. She understood why his reaction was like that. After all, she barged her way in and even used magic to knock out the guards outside the tent when they tried to stop her from entering.
"What’s going on?" Ezekiel asked. "This is a confidential area, and no one is allowed to—"
"I know. I’m so sorry, Your Highness, but I saw danger coming," Tarah apologized. Her eyes then widened as her gaze darted towards a commander who was about to drink some water from his cup.
"Don’t drink that!" she shouted, causing the commander to stop raising the cup to his mouth.