With Elijah’s help, leaving the Ivory’s perimeter became a piece of cake. The place was heavily guarded, yes, but Elijah managed to lead them to the route with the least guards. As long as they all kept their presence hidden, they could walk pass the guards with no problem.
Once they were deep enough in the woods, with only the moon giving them light, Elijah stopped walking and turned to look at them. He was smiling, looking pleased with himself.
“This is the farthest I can take you, my king,” he said.
“This is far enough,” Nero replied with a smile. “Thank you for everything, Elijah.”
“The pleasure is all mine, my king. And please don’t worry. There are a lot of Ivory that supports you. We are just waiting for the right time to strike.”
“That’s a relief to hear.
