Chương 112: The Enemies.

*Adriel's POV*

The moon hung high, casting a silver glow over the Fae Lord's castle. Its imposing silhouette against the night sky only fueled the fire burning within me. I, approached with the silent night,blending in with the shadows.

Charles and his men were attacking the guards at the front while my men and I attacked from the back. It had to be done silently enough not to alarm Warrick.Even his name was a sting to my ears.

Timothy crouched behind me. "He is in the grand hall sir."

"And the woman?"

"She has been captured sir."

"Good." I nod,getting up to climb through the window of the tower. "Just marvelous."

A legion of vampire follow were already in,I was leading the decoy front. Warwick will be on his hands and knees any minute now.A sight I am dying to see.

As we stormed into the grand hall, I locked eyes with the fae Lord.His jaw stopped chewing and his eyebrow arches,amusingly.