After leaving the sisters in Camellia's care, Ulrich moved away and forced his attention back to the matter that actually mattered.
Preventing Kaliantha's assassination.
Or at least preventing the attempt without making the infiltrated demon suspicious in the process.
That was the most delicate part.
Stopping the attack openly was one thing. Doing it while preserving his position with the demons was another. Ulrich still intended to keep the image he had carefully built with them. A useful human. A reliable ally. Someone ambitious enough to be cultivated further. If he interfered too obviously, if he acted too early, if he gave even the slightest impression that he already knew too much, then everything he had gained with them could collapse at once.
And that would be troublesome.
Zagon had told him almost nothing.
That was the most irritating part of it all.
