Chapter 927 – Oil and Water
The mysterious ancient lord narrative had spread beautifully. Too beautifully, apparently. It had entered the hidden networks, reached the Shadow Corridor, destabilized old money, made lesser nobles whisper into expensive wine, and pulled Kaelmor's attention away from Lux.
That was the point.
Lux had wanted the king looking outward, not directly at him.
He had wanted Kaelmor hunting shadows.
Questioning ancient powers.
Staring into the abyss and wondering if the abyss had better capital reserves.
And it had worked.
Lux's smirk appeared faintly. Then it faded.
'But this goddess-power rumor…'
That was new.
That part wasn't his.
That part had appeared too suddenly.
A rumor that ancient lords could multiply their power by consuming, binding, or parasitizing a High Goddess.
An old myth.
Ancient.
Rotten.
Lux rinsed the soap from his hands and stared at the marble wall as if the answer might politely carve itself there.
