Chapter 337

"I know exactly what I'm doing." Prince Siverin was very confident.

Varek's lips curved slightly, the kind of smile that meant he had already figured it out.

Prince Siverin must have placed one of his own people among those bandits, and he was not just a grunt.

Maybe the right-hand man. Possibly the third seat.

That way, once the Lord of Mount Noctara fell, the prince's man could step in seamless