“Oh, Princess Grace. I had nearly forgotten about her,” Milton murmured as he nodded thoughtfully.

Grace might have been born a woman, but she commanded Valon’s complete trust. Not only had she earned a position within the Regal Observatory, but she also secretly controlled Dragonmarsh’s most formidable intelligence network.

This intelligence organization had always served the royal family exclusively. Even those who knew of its existence dared not speak of it openly, much less interfere with its operations.

“So few neutral forces remain. If I could bring Grace into my camp, my chances of success would improve considerably.” Tristan’s eyes narrowed as he calculated the possibilities.

“Your Highness, Princess Grace is no simple opponent. Winning her allegiance would likely demand a steep price,” Milton warned.

“Recruiting her may prove difficult, but extracting information from her should be manageable enough.” A faint smile played across Tristan’s lips.

From what he understood, Grace privately sold intelligence to supplement the royal treasury. As long as someone could pay her price and the information wouldn’t harm national interests, she would part with most secrets.

“Milton, we don’t have time to waste. Get the car ready. You’re coming with me to Soluna Hall.”

Without further discussion, Tristan donned his coat and headed for the door.

Opportunities like this didn’t come twice. Whatever he could see coming, Matthias and Nathaniel would figure out soon enough, so he had to move first. Getting ahead was the only way to win, and that was the edge he needed.

An hour later, a black business sedan pulled up in front of Soluna Hall. Tristan and Milton stepped out of the vehicle one after the other.

As they approached the entrance, two guards blocked their path.

“Sorry. We don’t receive unknown guests,” the guard on the left said.

here to see your boss, Grace.” Tristan cut straight to

two guards exchanged glances, clearly surprised. Anyone who knew their boss’ actual

me, sir. Do you have an appointment?” The guard’s tone became considerably

an appointment?” Tristan removed his hat and said coolly, Tell Grace that her older brother has come to visit. Let’s find out what kind of reception

these words, both guards’ expressions

said the same guard, and he

back garden, Grace was studying intelligence reports she had just collected.

of Gods operatives in Oakvale had been taken out. The few who remained were either in hiding or on the run and

someone knocked at

Grace asked, not looking up from her

came the voice

her head. ” Tristan? What

I send him

Show him to the Luna

trusted aide

do with the Hall of Gods operatives getting wiped out

of his operations hard. Sounds like he’s spooked and

show up unannounced unless he needed something, and his

from the plate and tossed it high

your call. Either tell the truth

the three princes, which

raised an eyebrow. Then, he shook his head. “I don’t

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