Warlock Ch 318. Planting Doubt
A murmur of uncertainty spread through some of the crowd. Not the angry ones—no, they were already too far gone. But the hesitant ones, the ones who still wanted to believe in authority, in the system.
And that was Ralvek's strategy.
Planting doubt. Seeding hesitation.
Classic.
Damian wanted to punch him.
"Of course," Ralvek continued, folding his hands behind his back, "for everything else… we will discuss it later."
Like that was supposed to shut the conversation down and end this.
Prince Cedric laughed.
It wasn't a pleasant laugh.
"Later?" Cedric echoed, his tone sharp, mocking. "Ah, yes. Put it off. Bury it under investigation." His green eyes glowed faintly with restrained magic. "Unfortunately for you, the fae tribe will also be conducting their own investigation."
Ralvek's jaw tensed, but his smile remained. "Of course."
"That includes our people reviewing the rune," Cedric added. "Separately. Without… interference."
