The Devil's Betrothed novel Chapter 374

Chapter 374: Committing A Treason

As they departed for Wimark, Oriana’s thoughts were a whirlwind of emotions and strategies. She was ready to do whatever it took to ensure their safety and seek justice for her family. The fate of the Verner family was uncertain, but Oriana was determined to shape that fate herself.

’Prince Arlan is to planning abduct you and your grandfather on the way to the capital.’ That servant’s words rang in her ears.

Determination blazed in Oriana’s eyes as she made up her mind.

’I have to reach the capital by all means. I can’t let us fall in his hands. I have to be careful. That man is simply unpredictable.’

Her focus was on keeping her grandfather safe and uncovering the truth about the accusations against her family.

Having the patient in tow, their journey promised to be a far cry from the swift expedition they’d enjoyed when traveling from Karlin to Wimark. Instead, they were bound for a series of leisurely stops and well-deserved rest breaks.

Arlan’s faction had devised their own strategy, while Commander Loyset remained vigilant, anticipating any moves from Arlan and his shadowy forces.

On a serene evening, as the entire group sought repose at an inn just beyond a city’s outskirts, deep in the night, a discreet inn servant approached Oriana after most of the troop had drifted to sleep. She was poised for an assault upon encountering the unfamiliar presence in her room, but the servant swiftly offered an explanation.

"Miss, I am here to effect your escape."

In that dimly lit room, Oriana tightly clutched a knife, cautiously inquiring, "Who are you?"

"I’m a mercenary sent by the servant in Wiamark, prepared to assist your flight. My comrades are poised outside, ready to escort you and your grandfather to safety."

"Why should I trust you?"

"Trust, I’m afraid, is your sole recourse. The Prince is plotting to abduct you on your next visit, leaving you with no alternative. Should you opt not to place your trust in me, I’ll have no choice but to depart."

Oriana fell into contemplative silence before finally asking, "Can we include my grandpa in our escape?"

"Certainly, we’ve made the necessary arrangements for his safe departure as well."

Oriana’s skepticism lingered, and she inquired, "How did you manage to get here? There are knights posted outside."

"The knights guarding the hallway are incapacitated; we’ve made sure of that. We’re seasoned mercenaries, well-versed in such matters. Now, it’s decision time for you," the man stated firmly.

As Oriana grappled with the notion that she might never escape, an unexpected opportunity presented itself. She wasn’t prepared to let it slip away. Her quest for uncovering the truth about her past could wait until her grandfather had fully recovered.

"I’m in. First, make arrangements for my grandpa’s departure."

The two men promptly entered the room, and the leader announced, "They are my men."