Chapter 187. The Woman Holding the Key

Gavriel’s jaw tightened. His grip on Althea’s waist didn’t loosen, but his eyes stayed locked on Zander’s projection. The silence stretched until even the steady glow of the shard seemed to dim.

Finally, Gavriel exhaled slowly. “Fine,” he said. His voice was calm, but it carried the weight of a decision he didn’t want to make. “We’ll come.”

Uriel’s eyes widened. “Your Majesty—”

“It’s not up for debate,” Gavriel curtly added without looking back. “If my mate is involved, then I go. And if I go, they all go.”

Zander raised his brows in amusement. “All? Including the princess of Terravane?” He glanced toward Candice.

Candice rolled her eyes with a sharp huff. “If I don’t go with them, they’ll probably say something stupid without me. Besides, I should come. I have a feeling whatever it is you want… it involves the Velmora continent.”

Zander’s eyebrow lifted, his smirk stretching into something amused and almost predatory. “Aren’t you interesting.