Anya insisted on having a direct encounter with the blue-haired one and Cargan couldn't help but agree with her. He would send her off to Anya tomorrow after she was done serving him, he decided.
He went straight to the reason for summoning her. "Anya, I met my uncle." He stated.
The woman shifted, her face etched with confusion as he had predicted.
"Your uncle, your eminence?" She asked, voice barely above a whisper.
Cargan eased her off asking many more questions. He went ahead to explain the entire encounter he and his brothers had with Cyfrin and the revelations too.
He left no detail out. If he was to win, he needed to work with this woman whether he liked it or not. This was above his pleasure now.
Anya was immediately lost in thoughts afterward. This was indeed a lot for any divine person to take in.
