Chapter 149

Isabel led Adele to a chair out on the open terrace.

Beyond the terrace, the fierce rain had soaked the whole view into a pale, hazy blur.

"Sit, Countess Grilles."

"You seem to have forgotten — this is my house. You're the one who broke in uninvited."

Adele stayed standing and spoke coldly.

Her green eyes were cold as ice.

Isabel, looking unimpressed, brushed the rainwater from the hem of her dress and sat down anyway.

"It couldn't be helped. I'm responsible for Kalaim's security in place of a king too ill to act."

"How does forcing your way into private property have anything to do with security?"

"That would depend on whether a criminal or a traitor is hiding on that property."

"What are you talking about?"

The corner of Isabel's mouth lifted, thin and sharp.

"The Wolf Clan rampage. I've received a report that Mark Castler planned it…