Zilia looked at the folded paper in her hand and his behind the pillar to read it.
"Kill Casaio if you want your brother alive."
Zilia furrowed her brows together. 'Why am I being lied? Idris is in the palace,' she thought.
"Didn't I ask you to stay close to me all the time?" Casaio's frustrated tone reached her ears.
Zilia turned to him. She grasped his hand and dragged him with her to a part of the palace, where none could see them.
Shutting the door behind her, she turned to Casaio and handed him the note.
"Jake gave this to me. The moment lights turned off in the hall, he was before me and handed this note to me. Before I could ask him further, he disappeared," Zilia said.
"Gabriel staged Idris's death, didn't he?" Zilia pressed. "Then why are they threatening me with his life? Why would someone do this if they believe he's dead?"
"How many times did you get such a message?" Casaio questioned, his dark gaze meeting hers.
"This is the first time," Zilia replied.
