Chapter 69 Espionage

In the dimly lit chamber, a subtle tension hung in the air as Lord Eldrington turned his attention away from the bustling cityscape outside the window. His gaze shifted to the group of individuals who stood in the shadows, their presence almost ghost-like. These were his spies, trained from childhood, a hidden arsenal of intelligence and subterfuge.

“Come forward,” Lord Eldrington commanded, his voice carrying the weight of authority. The spies stepped into the light, their movements graceful and silent. Despite their varied backgrounds, they shared a common trait: an unassuming appearance that belied their extraordinary skills.

As they assembled, two waiters entered the room, carrying trays laden with exquisite dishes and fine wine. Their demeanor was professional, their movements practiced and efficient, the epitome of dedicated servants. But Lord Eldrington’s next words shattered the illusion.

“Enough with the act,” he said sharply.

In an instant, the waiters’ posture changed. They
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