Shani, I need you to activate the intelligence network of the Thorn Clan, find Lady Lena as soon as possible, and arrange for her to meet me in Transylvania."
"Hmm, leave it to me."
Shani, draped in a cloak, took the diary. In the process, her fingers touched Murphy's, as if electrified, they immediately pulled apart. They exchanged a glance, then awkwardly turned away.
Damn it!
The resonance of that ancient dream was really obscene, and the biggest problem was, it felt too real, like Murphy actually had something with Shani...
Uh, can't continue talking about this.
"I need to calm down!"
Shani said to Triss:
"Can I rest here for a few hours? I need to sort through my thoughts, what I saw was too horrific."
"Of course, my poor Shani."
Triss felt joyful finally seeing Shani's most vulnerable side, which represented that she was gaining the upper hand in the battle between the two dukes, and she skillfully showcased her generosity as half the master of this place.
