Chapter 179: Patchwork Quilt

"You wouldn't dare," Vyan said, his voice low and laced with venom.

Celeste's expression hardened. "Don't test me. I would."

A mocking smile tugged at his lips. "Oh, Your Imperial Majesty, you are the one who shouldn't test me." His eyes glinted with challenge. "Because trust me, if I go down, I am not going down alone. I will make sure to drag you and your precious kids along with me. So," he shrugged, "go ahead—make your choice."

Her face blanched, but she didn't back down. "Vee, there is no way you will get Aster out without exposing yourself."

Vyan's smile grew wider, sardonic. "And you would know that how exactly? Some sudden divine insight, perhaps?" he questioned, tilting his head in a mocking manner. 

Celeste's eyes flashed with frustration. "Okay, then. Fine, tell me what is your plan," she demanded, the desperation creeping into her voice.