CHAPTER FORTY-THREE

“My lord, please. You need to calm down.” A deep and dark sultry voice muttered.

Auria’s eyes moved towards the newcomer.

She was dressed in a long red dress, the neckline barely holding up her impressive bust. She was taller than most females that Auria had encountered but Auria knew of her kind. Her hair was the same color as her dress, curling freely down her back. She had a thin angular face that was rather cruel that made her face plain and simple. She seemed innocent enough but the evil aura coming from her was unmistakable. She came forward with intent, her eyes focused on the dead body on the bed before turning her hooded eyes at Silvus.

She raised a manicured hand and trailed it over the dead body’s arm. Auria could see the woman doing a magic sweep over the body, looking for any traces of the last magic spell that was attached to it. Good thing she had the sense to attach an anti-tracing spell after the astral projection. She smirked.

Let’s see you top that!