Chapter 104: The Silent Conflict

“Prepare yourself tonight. I’ll be spending the night with you. You know how I like it,” Raul's cold voice echoed through the hall, intentionally loud enough for Olivera to hear, even if her thoughts were elsewhere. Azeera giggled, casting a fleeting glance at Olivera, who remained fixated on the wall ahead. “Of course, my King,” she purred, turning away with a smug expression, her eyes lingering on Olivera’s stiff posture. Slowly, she ascended the stairs, each step deliberate, the fabric of her dress swishing with exaggerated elegance. Despite her pleasure at Raul’s attention, she couldn't ignore the nagging curiosity gnawing at her mind. What exactly was happening between the slave girl and her Alpha? It wasn’t Raul’s usual style to torment a mere servant like this, especially not in such a personal way. Something deeper was unfolding here, something that set her on edge. Azeera’s smirk faltered for a moment. Yes, she was pleased Raul had chosen her for the night, but her instinct