A Trap of Elaborate Lies

There was a gentle drizzle amid the misty region. Piercing it gently along its path was the railway, its coaches long and ornated. Seated in one of the balconies were Wittral and group, engaged in a hearty discussion.

Hayaya was Asaeya's disguise while Lannla was Gannala's disguise. They didn't go overboard with the appearance change and simply maintained enough differences in facial features that the Boar King wouldn't recognise them.

The last time he saw them was when Harrala sent the giant Prana Bomb—containing Inala, Gannala, and Asaeya—flying. At that time, Asaeya was twelve years old while Gannala was merely a newborn.

The Boar King wasn't someone good at remembering people, since none were important enough for him to make an effort in committing to memory. Therefore, there was a good chance he wouldn't be able to recognise Asaeya, since his focus remained on Gannala all along, for vengeful reasons.