Chapter 231

But instead of sinking into flesh, the blade met an unyielding surface.

A sharp, metallic clang reverberated inside the carriage as the knife snapped in half.

Greg's eyes widened in shock, his breath catching in his throat.

"What the—?" he gasped, staring in disbelief at the broken blade clutched in his trembling hand.

Alex stirred slightly, shifting in his sleep but remaining oblivious to the world around him.

A faint snore escaped his lips, the gentle rise and fall of his chest undisturbed.

Panic surged through Greg like icy water. His mind raced to comprehend what had just happened.

He had been so certain that Alex wouldn't survive the tower, let alone thwart his assassination attempt without even waking.

Beads of sweat formed on his forehead, trickling down his temples as he backed away.

Disbelief and fear intertwined within him, tightening their grip on his racing heart.

"How is this possible?" he whispered, his voice barely audible over the rumble of the carriage wheels.

As the