Chapter 6415

Zaccai bowed and accepted the order, his manner respectful.

“Your servant will deploy the clandestine watch immediately and keep the Sylvan Kin’s movements under constant surveillance. Not the smallest detail will be missed.”

Alaric slowly leaned back against the black throne and closed his eyes a fraction.

A brutal aura coiled around him, thick enough to make the empty space feel crowded.

His fingertips struck the armrest in a steady pattern, again and again.

Within the dead-still great hall, each tap sounded harsh, like a silent countdown marking off the moments until revenge.