That's the fourth time

In the inner library of the Imperial Palace…

"That is cruel, Piggy." Marsella was playing with the flame in the candle on top of the table when Sunny sat down across from her. Her finger crossed the flame back and forth, making the flame dance, but not to the point it would die. 

Marsella slowly snapped her eyes at the little 'boy' across from her, seeing Sunny bring out the snacks from the pockets of her clothes. "Are you seriously planning to hang her? She is a daughter of a duke, and this will definitely cause a gigantic problem."

"Grandpa can deal with it." Sunny blinked innocently. "He told Sunny to cripple someone, and Sunny is simply doing that."

"Abel did?" Marsella narrowed her eyes, retrieving her finger from the flame to cup her jaw. "That's interesting. Tell me, what else did Abel tell you?"

"That's all."