Chapter 117

Alas, Aurora's sliver of hope soon shattered completely.

A bonfire was lit outside, and the wooden door was violently pushed open. A tall figure, exuding a powerful and oppressive presence, slowly entered. Even with his back to the fire, Aurora could make out his silhouette and knew who he was.

It was Liam, the Westhaven marshal with whom she had signed the treaty in Fawnrun City.

Aurora trembled violently, her back pressed against the wall as she stared at Liam in terror.

During the treaty signing, this man had exuded an aura of strength and bravery, creating a sense of pressure. At the same time, he also carried an air of elegance. The negotiations and treaty signing had gone smoothly and quickly. He agreed to some clauses she proposed without hesitation, with only one condition: that she release the prisoner promptly after signing.

He had been so agreeable then, making her believe the heavens were gifting her these military accomplishments.

But now, his face was dark and murde