Chapter 72 Cold Treatmen
Cercei's POV
"This is an act of suicide," I murmured quietly, my words escaping in a hushed breath.
Presently, I find myself at the airport, preparing to travel North to take back my dear mother. Our eagerness in pursuing this seemingly foolish scheme is adamant, which is why I stand here now. When I set foot in the Northern region, Lucian's henchmen will undoubtedly swoop down on me, whisking me away to their stronghold.
"Relax," Vincent's reassuring voice sounded through the discreet earpiece I wore. I couldn't help but roll my eyes, though I knew he couldn't see my gesture.
"Easy for you to say while seated comfortably in your office," I retorted sharply.
"I am the one helping you," He countered, brushing off my sly insult.
"Yes, indeed, my husband," If the elders were to learn of our audacious plan and Vincent's involvement, they would undoubtedly have us bound by matrimony already.
"Enough banter," He playfully growled, and I could envision him rolling his eyes at my jest.
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