Chapter 731: Awaken
Later that evening, Zephyr sat alone in his private study. A knock at the door interrupted his thoughts.
"Enter."
It was a representative from House Morlin.
Zephyr didn't waste time.
"I want you to take in some of the Wood Elven slaves. Young ones, if possible."
The man stiffened but didn't speak.
"Train them. Educate them. Teach them court language and politics—turn them into shadows. Once they're ready, send them back to the forest."
"To spy on their kin?" the Morlin agent asked cautiously.
"No," Zephyr said, his smile cold. "To sow seeds of distrust between the elves and the Syreni. Divide them further."
A pause.
"And if they find out?"
"Then burn the evidence. And deny everything."
He handed over a sealed letter.
"Your reward is in the east—a small province I intend to 'gift' to your House once the transition begins."
"But didn't you also say you would free them once they worked enough?"
The corner of Zephyr's lips curled upward.
