CHAPTER 8 CONSPIRACIES 2

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"Inji roots...." The man opening the red purse was astonished. His eyes snapping to hers in bewilderment. She was a lethal weapon disguised as a ravishing beauty. The three maidens given to her by his commander general were no where to be seen meaning she put them to a work complex enough that they were unable to follow her.

She made sure that no one could witness them talking before asking a maid to invite him here. Seros was completely aware that she was upto no good.

"What are your intentions?"

"My intentions are simple, he is my husband and whatever is between us should not matter to you. By giving you this, the amount of which even the emperor would not be able to pay me because its the last left root of this century...I only ask of you one thing, be loyal to us.

I am well aware of your suspicions and the truth you know.....that I don't belong to Ambrose and Azarios knows it. I want you to never utter a word about it to anyone."