Chapter 129 Forty-eight

• Zara glanced up to look at her father the moment king Luther spoke. Though his eyes flashed with deep hatred and malicious intent, he remained calm.
• "Welcome king Luther. You must have had a tiring Journey. You should rest for the night. Tomorrow we can discuss," he said, still looking down at King Luther from where he sat on his throne with a smug expression forming on his face.
• King Luther's own smug grin faded as he'd not expected Zara's father to treat him like an ordinary guest even though he had his daughter at his mercy. Though there was nothing he could do at that moment but to comply after all his thousand soldiers were outside the walls of the city. Though the eunuch who came with him were skilled fighters they were still outnumbered.