Arlan clenched his fists. "Should we kill Samer and spare us all this trouble?"
"I would have done that myself had it been that easy," Drayce commented. "Now you know how I felt every time Seren was in danger."
The ambitious Kingdom of Thevailes had long been a thorn to their side, but Arlan had never shown such immense hostility towards them until now. He knew Arlan’s displeasure was mainly due to Oriana being put into harm’s way.
Arlan could only swallow his anger. "If there is even a scratch on her, I will make Samer and Zaria pay for it.
"There are few other things I would like to discuss with you, but now is not the time. For now, tell me what happened in the conference when I was gone."
"That bastard Samer acknowledged that banned herbs were being smuggled into Thevailes," Arlan replied, "but he presented it as if it was someone else’s doing.
"He claimed that they caught those herbs being smuggled in his kingdom and burned them all on the spot. There was no public trial since the smugglers were beheaded as soon as they were found. He also got the excuse of being a newly crowned king who is yet to get a good grasp of all the problems his predecessor left behind, saying some nonsensical promise that he would put a stop to it as soon as he returned from the summit."
"It was nothing unexpected. For now, we have to think of a way to destroy the secret alliance between Othinia and Thevailes. We have to force Othinia to stop trading banned herbs, or at the very least, have them destroy their plantation. The King of Othinia and Samer played well destroying evidence and covering their tracks, but as long as the plantation exists, we can hold them accountable. We have to find exactly where they are growing those herbs."
"You can use your powers to hunt during the night and comb this kingdom inch by inch. Use them for a good cause for once."
"You can try using yours as well."
"I am a human. You want a mere human to slave away, walking around in the middle of nowhere every night, oh Almighty Red Dragon?"
Drayce knew Arlan would never accept that dragon, but he could see soon it might change like how it changed for him.
While they were in the middle of their conversation, Rafal and Oriana entered the guest mansion. Upon learning that Arlan was inside, the two hurried towards the drawing room.
Rafal clearly was visibly injured, while Oriana looked fine, except for being a little pale and dirty. The two of them were visibly surprised to find the King of Megaris inside, but both the knight and attendant hurried to bow.
Arlan’s gaze scanned her head to toe as if he could not miss any detail.
Drayce offered him a meaningful gaze. ’I told you she is fine.’
Arlan gazed back. ’Will you trust my words when it’s about Seren and won’t check on her?’
’So admit that she is as important as you the way Seren is important to me?’
Arlan frowned, ’I don’t like it if someone else hurts my possession.’
"Greetings, Your Highness. We have come back from our city trip," Rafal’s words distracted them. freeweɓnovel.cѳm
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