Chapter 631:

“Highness Zaiper, are you alright?”

Zaiper flinched at the sudden voice behind him. Without turning, he recognized it to be High Lord Jakal, the ever-concerned Minister of Military Affairs.

Why not just mind your own business, Jakal? But he swallowed the retort, forcing a calm he did not feel. He gave a stiff nod.

The silent dismissal worked, and Jakal’s footsteps echoed as he departed.

Zaiper breathed out shakily.

“My lord,” came a familiar voice behind him. It was Razarr.

“The Grand King requests your assistance in calming the commotion.”

Zaiper waved a hand in dismissal.

“Find someone else. I have no time for crowd control.”

Razarr did not move.

“Are you worried about the Oracle?”

Zaiper’s teeth ground audibly.

did she have to wake now? She should have waited a few hundred years more, damn

reverberated up his arm,

always known this day would come, my

bound to wake

around to face

sat on the Grand

timing could

moved closer, standing just

lord, she can do nothing. Her oath binds her. She cannot act

that—of course, he

bad feeling in his gut

woman doesn’t need to interfere directly,”

riddles, plant seeds of doubt, leave clues and hints.

Razarr raised an eyebrow.

at this point was almost

is where imagination

worry too much, my

what the people believe. There’s

his neck

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