Bab 446: His Greatest Gift of Love

[UNAR]

'Could Alanor be this psycho's son?' Unar asked himself as he looked at the woman before him. Zuhair Merdel was busy writing down her words, like she wanted Unar to never forget them and boy would he never forget. 

There was just no way he would, especially now that his brain had started working overtime again. Everything he had remembered pointed to Alanor and the warrior from Acrod being brothers. 

It was all before him and he hadn't paid attention to it, but what if it was all not as simple as he had been made to think? What if all of that was just a long illusion for him? What if it was simply a game that Zuhair Merdel was playing with him? 

If anything, he had already noticed that this woman was never to be trusted at any point. She was a murderer and nothing would ever be enough to justify whatever she did. She was unhinged in ways more than one, and Unar knew that right now.