Chapter 155: SECRETS OF THE CENTAUR

"It's Cyan, from the centaur pack," the servant informed Xina, her eyes wide with surprise. The announcement was unexpected—Xina had not anticipated a visit from a centaur. Dalia, standing nearby, looked as though she might explode with indignation. "What is a centaur doing here?" Xina rose from her chair, her expression darkening. "Send her away," she ordered with a commanding tone. But Xina was done with Dalia's incessant complaints. She glared at her. "No, I will see her," she said firmly to the servant, ignoring Dalia's furious glare. "She is my guest, and it is not up to you to decide whether she stays or goes." Xina’s defiance was fueled by a desire to assert her independence and perhaps to annoy Dalia a bit more. She wanted to see Cyan’s intentions for herself and to demonstrate that she was not under Dalia's thumb. "I will escort you to see her, Your Majesty," the servant said with a polite nod, opening the door for Xina. "You can't meet her," Dalia hissed, her irritation