Chapter 104. No Plan at All

Cercei’s POV

“Shut up!” I retorted, rolling my eyes. Kneeling beside Maria, I gently brushed the hair strands away from her face.

I untied one of the bracelets we had made together back at the mansion, a string of beads carrying memories. I placed it in her hand and whispered softly, “I hope for understanding, but not at the cost of hatred.” I lingered, my stares fixed on her peaceful form, before reluctantly turning away, with Vienna trailing behind me.

The basement surrounded us, a domain of temporary safety. Our time for escape had shrunk to a mere twenty minutes; however, we were hidden inside the mansion’s inner part. Where were Lucian’s guards? Are they at the barracks? A strange absence of their presence carried a burden in my thoughts. Were they occupied elsewhere? How was Lucian reacting to the silent cameras and the missing security team? Maria’s skills were truly remarkable, making me amazed.

Vienna followed in my footsteps, and our roles now reve