Chapter 5609 Ancient Bloodline

"I honestly don't know," Jared murmured at last, shaking his head while the question still echoed between them. His uncertainty wasn't feigned; even he could not swear whether Arthur had intervened or not. Yet the doubt gnawed at him, an invisible thread tugging at the edge of his thoughts.
Rowena's gaze softened—just a fraction—before she turned away. "Come with me to level nine," she said, voice low, as though the very name might summon unseen winds.
With a curt gesture, she gathered her white-clad guards, pivoted on booted heels, and set off. Jared fell in beside her, footfalls mingling with theirs as they slipped into the vast corridors of cloud and stone that led toward level nine.