Chapter 92 Eleven

Valthor had his back to her, standing close to the woman near a tree and they were deep in conservation. Though Zara couldn't hear what they were discussing no matter how hard she strained her ears. She felt herself tensing up. What was going on? Who was that woman and what was her relationship with Valthor?
Right now what she was witnessing wasn't ordinary. It was magic-like. And as long as she knew, magic had long been prohibited. Could this be real or was it her imagination?
Zara touched one of the soldier again, flinching when he didn't move. She gradually stepped forward toward Valthor and the woman_ silently, using the unmoving soldiers as her shield. She felt her heart beating rapidly against her chest and beads of sweat forming on her forehead. She knew she was setting herself up for danger, yet curiosity held her on a tight grip. She wanted to know what the woman and Valthor were discussing and also get a glimpse of the woman's face though Valthor's tall frame, shielded the woman from sight.