Chapter 372: An Ultimatum
The morning arrived with a sky of clear blue.
A gentle morning breeze drifted through the hidden valley.
Rhain had just finished washing up when a series of hurried footsteps echoed from outside the courtyard.
Knock. Knock.
"Lord Rhain! Lady Lyra!" Anya's bright voice called from beyond the doors. "Are you awake?"
Rhain opened the gates. Lyra, Karsten and the three mercenaries were already gathered in the small courtyard, having been roused by the same sound.
Standing outside were Anya and two young attendants carrying trays laden with roasted meat, fragrant rice, and freshly picked spirit fruits.
The girl herself had changed into a simple white dress. Her hair had been neatly combed, and the traces of yesterday's terror had completely vanished from her youthful face.
