Bab 718: Finally Unveiled Her Face

Cian peered into her familiar eyes, a flicker of recognition dancing on the edges of his memory. Were these deep brown orbs a figment of his imagination, or had he truly encountered them before? The uncertainty lingered, casting a shadow over his thoughts.

Had the figure before him been a man, Cian might have instinctively pulled away the dark cloth veiling the face, but etiquette dictated otherwise with a woman. Despite his curiosity, he maintained a respectful distance, unwilling to breach her privacy without consent. It wouldn't be morally right to unveil her face without permission, especially considering she wasn't his adversary.

"There were spies tailing our movements," she revealed, her voice breaking the silence. "It seems they were dispatched by your faction."

"And your awareness allowed your group to evade us on several occasions," Cian deduced.

"Why are you tracking us?" she inquired, her tone probing. "What's your objective?"