Primrose waited outside the dungeon for thirty minutes. Honestly, she had expected Garrick to break much sooner. She thought he would rush to reveal everything about Averon the moment Edmund began his interrogation.
After all, Edmund’s methods were anything but gentle. There was nothing "kind" or "pleasant" about the way he pulled answers from prisoners. Still, he had never explained the details to her, and Primrose had never asked.
Well, as long as they got answers, no matter the method, Primrose didn’t really care.
The Duke of Obsidia was trash anyway, and the only things one could do with trash were to throw it away or burn it.
Another fifteen minutes slipped by before Edmund finally emerged from the dungeon. Primrose saw no blood on his hands or clothes, which likely meant Edmund hadn’t done anything that would leave visible wounds.
It seemed Lazarus knew Edmund had dirtied his dungeon the last time, so her father must have warned him very clearly not to dirty the place again.
Whatever Edmund had done, it appeared he had obtained important information.
"What did you find?" Primrose asked. She glanced at Callen and gave him a small nod. Understanding the silent signal, Callen stepped away, leaving the couple alone.
Once Callen had walked a reasonable distance from them, Edmund spoke. "Garrick told me that Averon has a special place where he keeps his ’special’ slaves," Edmund said. "And from the sound of it, their lives are even worse than those of concubines."
Primrose clenched her teeth softly. She shifted her weight, an uneasy feeling creeping into her chest. "Did he tell you where that place is?"
"The palace," Edmund replied. "But unfortunately, Averon keeps it hidden from outsiders. Only he... or perhaps the Queen of Azmeria, knows about it."
Primrose fell silent. Averon might never have told Bianca directly about such a place. However, Primrose was certain Bianca had watched her husband in secret.
Bianca was the type of person who always meddled in other people’s affairs. Therefore, Primrose had no doubt the queen would do anything to uncover her husband’s secrets.
"Should we go now?" Primrose asked after a moment. "If we leave soon, we can arrive before dinner."
Since they were going there to report someone posing as the King of Azmeria, their sudden appearance at the palace would not seem strange.
Why did Primrose want to go at dusk? Because the fading light made it easier for their soldiers to observe the palace secretly.
Besides, she still had unfinished business with the Duke of Obsidia and his entourage.
"Alright. We’ll leave before sunset," Edmund agreed. Then he asked, "What about Garrick? Do you want them gone immediately?"
Primrose shrugged. "We already have what we need. I doubt he knows anything else useful." She paused, then added, "Let’s send them away." Her eyes narrowed slightly. "But you did what we talked about the last time... didn’t you?"
Edmund nodded. "Of course. You don’t need to worry."
It would be suspicious if the Duke of Obsidia happened to suffer an ’accident’ while still too close to the Kingdom of Azmeria.
That was why Primrose and Edmund had arranged a false scenario. Edmund had instructed his soldiers to disguise themselves as Garrick and his men, staying at a luxury inn in the city near the palace.
Once Garrick was sent away from Illvaris, the fake group would also depart. That way, people would believe Garrick had only just left Azmeria today.
"That’s good." Primrose smiled brightly. "Then we can send them away now. I’m already sick of knowing those scumbags are staying so close to my home."

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