Chapter 114: Plans to Infiltrate Devon’s Palace
The days flew by swiftly, leading up to the moment when Ezekiel had to depart with the wizard Lurio to meet King Nikolai at Valcrez to finalize their plan to eliminate Devon. Tarah insisted on accompanying them, as she desired to discuss a particular message she had received in her dream just a few days prior with Queen Mineah.
Ezekiel agreed to her request, and the three of them embarked on their journey to Lurio’s teleportation spell.
In an instant, they found themselves in the secluded chamber within Valcrez Castle, a place Tarah and Lurio had visited previously to meet Dahlia. Tarah nervously bit her inner cheek, knowing that Zoran, now working as Devon’s spy within Valcrez, could be lurking nearby. She pondered whether Zoran might recognize her, given their numerous chance encounters where her face was not concealed by her veil.
However, Zoran had appeared distracted during those encounters, so it was unlikely he would remember her. Even if he did, Tarah found solace in the fact that Ezekiel was aware of her situation and her ties to Devon.
"Big Brother!" Queen Mineah exclaimed, warmly embracing Ezekiel before exchanging courteous greetings with the rest of the group. Tarah respectfully nodded her head as she observed Zoran standing alongside King Nikolai and Queen Mineah. When Nikolai formally introduced Zoran to Ezekiel, Wizard Lurio, and herself, Tarah offered a polite bow and exchanged greetings with him. She couldn’t help but notice Zoran’s gaze lingering on her.
"He’s probably recalling seeing me within Devon’s castle," Tarah thought to herself.
"I remember him vividly. I nearly ended him on the battlefield, ready to turn him to ashes, if not for Tarah’s intervention," Ezekiel stated, his voice filled with a solemn gravity. His gaze intensified, bearing down on Zoran with a menacing aura. Tarah felt a knot form in her stomach as she perceived Ezekiel’s shift in mood.
Despite Ezekiel’s lethal glare, Zoran’s attention remained focused on Tarah, unperturbed. "Have we met somewhere?" Zoran inquired, his gaze piercing as he locked eyes with Tarah. "You seem familiar."
"Is she?" Ezekiel interrupted, his face grim, filling the private chamber with palpable tension. Tarah began to answer Zorna’s question, but Ezekiel spoke abruptly.