My Most Precious Human novel Chapter 107

I read the decrypted message once again, trying to extract the meaning of it. I remembered that Nura was Kanan's mother's name, and I remember Kanan telling me that Elora wanted to poison her while she was pregnant… However, the message proved something different. Elora must have wanted her dead before she could get pregnant, but for some reason, she had failed. One message was highly insufficient as evidence, but what if other notes created wider content?

I took another note and looked at it closely. Considering the handwriting, it seemed to be written by the same person. This fact made me a little hopeful that using the same keyword to decode this message would work. I sighed in relief when it did. I truly prayed that this one would bring me something significant.

"Our spy became the King's concubine's maid. The spy's name is Aine. The King's concubine believed that Aine is a human. She will deliver the poison with the concubine's food."

When I read that message out loud, I gasped. I assumed that it was about killing Kanan's mother again. As I recall Kanan's words, Nura had a group of trusted servants, which had to be quite impossible for Elora to infiltrate. After all, Princess surrounded herself with those who had mainly vampire blood running in their veins. If she wanted to poison Nura, she needed to find someone who seemed harmless, someone who didn't fit as someone working for Elora… A human being would have been a perfect spy, but the message suggested that Aine only appeared that way. If so, then who was she…? Or rather, what was she?

"God! It would be easier if I knew who wrote this damn message!" I grumbled aloud, staring at the piece of paper.

Suddenly, I noticed a tiny mark on the note's corner that seemed to be someone's signature. I looked closely, and finally, my eyes extracted letter shapes. There was a name, Jax, and an unclear sign preceding it. I blinked a few times trying to improve my focus, but having super-vision definitely wasn't one of my newly found talents. I would gladly have used old lady's glasses or old-fashioned magnifying glass, but I had zero chance of finding those in my chamber. Furthermore, I wasn't certain if magnifying this blurry character would help me read it… I took a deep breath and decided to temporarily leave Mr. Jax's identity as mysterious as it was. At the same time, the name Jax sounded familiar, but I couldn't recall where I'd heard it before.

I took another message and typed the text into the decipherer. I used the same keyword, hoping to get lucky this time as well… It didn't work. I felt as if I had lost my wings and hit the ground hard. I couldn't stand the thought of going through the dictionary again. With two decoded messages, I still had no serious evidence that could prove that could name Elora as a criminal in the vampire's court eyes. Nonetheless, I decided that I should at least tell Kanan that I had decrypted something.

I told Martha to find a servant who could pass him a message about my so-called breakthrough, and I allowed myself another coffee break. I brewed my liquid caffeine and was about to take a sip when I heard someone knocking on my door.

"Come in," I called, assuming that was Martha.

"So… what do you have?" Kanan barged into my room and impatiently stared at the table.

I chuckled. Seeing him this excited, brightened my slightly depressed mood. Once I showed him the two messages I decoded, his agitation only rose.

"This is about my mother…" he muttered while walking around my chamber. "They were planning to murder my mother!" he burst out.

I grabbed his hand, "Calm down, Kanan," I said firmly, "You have already known that Elora was the one who poisoned her."

"Yes… but I never had anything to prove she did." He gazed at me with a painful expression.

I could understand his reaction. He could finally confirm Elora's guilt, but the vampire court would never sentence a vampire noble for being involved in murdering a human.

"Kanan… we need more evidence, so I need you to think. Maybe you have met this spy from the message, Aine? Or perhaps you know someone who did?" I inquired.

"No. My father wasn't the type of person who would seek out guilty ones. After my mother died, he killed all her servants as those responsible for murdering his beloved. So anyone who might have known this Aine is already dead," he sighed.

"I wish we could at least know who this Jax is..." I muttered, searching for that name in my memory.

"Who?" Kanan glanced at me questionably.

I smiled nervously and pointed at the tiny signature. Kanan took the note, concentrating on the small characters.

"There is a Greek beta character," he said calmly.

"What?" I bemused. "Where?!"

"The sign before the name. It's a small beta character."

"Beta… Jax?" I mumbled, slowly realizing the meaning of this signature.

Suddenly, I remembered. Jax was the name of my father's old second-in-command. Ezra used to describe him as a vicious sociopath. He once said that if Jax hadn't served my father, he could have been an Alpha of his own pack, but that would have been a pack of truly bloodlusty wolves.

"This could be the proof we were looking for!" I called out, grinning, "It all makes sense now!"

"Lilith… take a deep breath and speak slowly." Kanan decided to put a touch of rationality into my joyful outburst.