As the wise old man stood before us, I wasted no time in issuing my command, my voice steady and assertive. "Drake, gather all the pack ministers in one hour from now. And rest assured, you will personally lead me to Daliah's room," I said with a hint of a smirk, exuding confidence in my authority.
Drake's expression shifted from uncertainty to surprise as he spoke, "Yes... Sure, Your Highness. Her room is next to mine. She's my little sister, actually. Did not you know that she was my adopted little sister?"
And there the lies started to flow in the air. Drake underestimated me.
As I looked into Drake's eyes, I could sense the fear and guilt lurking within him. His attempt to hide the truth from me was futile, for my powers allowed me to see beyond mere words.
With a smirk, I teased,
