Chapitre 183: Death!

With their eyes peeled, they remained alert and watchful, ready for any sudden movements. Inwardly, Annabelle's frustration boiled over as she cursed under her breath, her thoughts racing with possibilities of what could be ahead.

As if on cue, a cacophony of boisterous laughter reverberated through the air, shattering the silence like a pane of glass, and causing Annabelle's heart to skip a beat. With lightning-fast reflexes, she snapped her head to the side to locate the source of the laughter.

To her surprise, the second in command of Prince Wyatt's crew was doubled over with laughter, completely unrestrained and unapologetic. He turned around and strode back towards the door with careless abandon, his attention elsewhere and oblivious to the view before him.

As she stood there, a shiver ran down her spine, and her heart pounded in her chest. She knew that she was witnessing a momentous experience, one that would be etched in her memory forever.