Though she appeared tense on the outside, Laurel was too happy inside. She was least bothered that Auril would be captured, but she was sure that she would take the opportunity and throw the vampire in front of them or if a war took place, she would kill Elize at the first opportunity. Her quick plan sat so well in her that she felt like jumping, but she controlled herself. This was not the time to celebrate. Only when her plan was executed, she would. And then she would triumphantly return to Ixoviya with the king.
Laurel looked at the king and said, "Hundred soldiers are nothing for my king. He can fight and kill them single-handedly!" She turned her head over her shoulder to see Auril. "Are you trying to say that my king is incapable of it?" She had to provoke them, rake their rage or pride.
"What? Are you mad?" Auril retorted. "Even I can take all of them single-handedly, but that is not the real reason."
