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Chapter 142

~Richard

All eyes turned to me.

"Your Majesty... what are you doing here?" Nuella asked nervously.

"Finally! The man of the hour arrives!" Frederick roared as he cocked his gun, pointing it straight in my direction.

"You ain't afraid of me, yet you have kept yourself hidden all this while," he barked.

I glanced briefly at the witch, who wore a wicked smile on her face, then averted my gaze back to Frederick.

"Don't flatter yourself, Frederick. I wasn't hiding; you just weren't smart enough to take the hints I left for you," I snarled.

He exchanged glances with the witch. He was pointing a gun at me, and I did the same.

"What is that supposed to mean?" he asked.

I cocked my head to the side. "It means you have wasted my precious time for so long. I intentionally left my cloth at the entrance of the other pathway, not this one, because I wanted my scent to lead you to me." I tilted my head, glanced briefly at Nuella and then at the witch.

"You should let the women do their thing while
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