Chapter Ninety One

Third-Person Pov

Nancy cautiously approached her mistress, Agrippina, who sat in the dimly lit room, a sinister smirk gracing her lips.

She had witnessed the strange exchange between her mistress and Kazia, and her curiosity had been piqued.

Nancy's loyalty was unwavering, but even she had to wonder why Agrippina would choose to help a mere pet escape the clutches of their tyrant King Murad.

"Forgive me, my Lady," Nancy began with a hint of hesitation, "but I must admit, I'm rather confused. Why not report Kazia to King Murad? It would be the simplest course of action."

Agrippina's eyes gleamed with a devious amusement, and she chuckled softly. "Ah, Nancy, my loyal servant, you always seek the path of least resistance. Reporting Kazia would indeed be the easy way out, but it wouldn't be nearly as satisfying."

Nancy furrowed her brows, puzzled by her mistress's cryptic response. "May I ask what satisfaction you derive from aiding Kazia's escape, my Lady? It seems a perilous endea