Zilia stepped cautiously into the abandoned clock tower. The eerie silence of the midnight didn't scare her.
But what scared her was whether Berik would come alone or not. Though she warned Estelle about it, but she hoped there wouldn't be any conflict in catching Berik.
Her phone suddenly vibrated in her hand. She glanced at the screen and swiftly answered, pressing the phone close to her ear.
"It'll take me about ten minutes to get there. Wait for me," Berik said.
She lowered the phone as she paced on the ground section of the tower.
As promised, Berik arrived at the clock tower ten minutes later, his footsteps echoing through the hollow, dust-laden structure.
"Where have you been?" he demanded the moment he saw her, frustration tightening his voice. "I tried asking the King, but there wasn't a single word about you. You just vanished, Zilia."
Zilia held his gaze as she formed the lie.
