'He must be considering the possibility of killing me and moving Westley's body out on his own.'
Brianna didn't even have to say a word to persuade him. After a moment's thought, his shoulders slumped. It looked like he'd given up on the idea himself. Even if he could get the bodyguards outside the safe room to leave for a bit, what then?
'Could Fu Tailan, who's forced back into his true form upon touching Westley, really drag the corpse alone through this massive, unfamiliar manor? Could he get past checkpoint after checkpoint of guards and find the study, all while running around like a headless chicken?'
'The existence of "Secretary Green" was the key to ensuring history unfolded as it should.'
"It's still a corpse... Do you know how to get to the study without attracting attention?" Fu Tailan asked.
"Of course," Brianna said. "Forget my time as Green—back when I was still Brianna, I lived here for a while."
"And the target Illusion?"
