He hardly had time to recover his breath when he arrived at Camille's quarters before bursting in.
Camille didn't move or show surprise when the servant suddenly came in. She just raised an eyebrow and looked at the servant, who was kneeling and breathing heavily. "Well?”
“My Lady,” the servant gasped, “Ashral and Zeph—They plan to deceive the Alpha. Ashral will pretend to brainwash her, and Zeph will fake being controlled.”
Camille remained quiet before a grin appeared across her face. She leaned back in her chair, crossing her legs, and tapped her fingers on the armrest. "How cute," she whispered. A smile played on her lips as she thought about what the servant told her.
The servant stood on his knees, his head bowed down. "Should I tell the Alpha, My Lady?" he asked.
"No, let the
