Ch 118. Diversion

The moon casts its pale glow upon the deserted streets of the city, as Bree and I dart between shadows like mischievous sprites.

In this exhilarating game of cat and mouse, each move sends a ripple of adrenaline coursing through my veins. The constant threat of getting caught hovers menacingly overhead, much like an ominous storm cloud that's poised to unleash its unbridled fury. But hey, who needs an umbrella when you have wit, agility, and a touch of sheer audacity?

We navigate through narrow alleyways, tip toeing on the edge of danger, always one step ahead of the patrolling guards. Like a well-rehearsed dance, we synchronize our movements, seamlessly blending into the darkness.

Shadows become our allies, concealing our presence as we inch closer to our destination: Avery’s mansion, where lives the conspiring lord who might be holding the key to unlocking the secrets at the palace and of the upcoming royal wedding.

As we creep down an alleway and peek around the corner, we sudden