Chapter 10 [Princess of the Aquile Empire : A Weird Temper(2)]

" P-princess, I-i, I'm sorry! I'm sorry. I was only ordered to do so."

Clarice didn't feel anything and sat on the side of the bed as she looked at the pitiful crying old woman.

"Which imbecile ordered you now? No- I actually don't care about it. I would have let you go if you just took something and left. But what immoral thing would you be saying. You're questioning it?!"

At first, Clarice was calm in a low and a lower tone. But gradually reaching the end, she shouted in a high tone.

" Princess? .. Ahhh!.. "

*Bang

A metallic scissor landed on the ground with a trace of blood.

The Princess was covering the top of her face and frowned.

"Just leave..."

"Y-yes... Yes, thank you for your mercy, your highness!!"

Quickly, the old woman left and ignored the bleeding wound on her arms caused by something sharp.

"Ah.. How annoying is this feeling."

As soon as the maid exited the door and closed it, a sharp thud was heard as if something heavy fell.

A few minutes later, a person of the shadow entered and kneeled at the sitting princess as a form of greeting.

The quiet Clara still sat covering the top of her head with her hand and the other resting peacefully in her lap.

This created a weird picture that showed opposing description of irritation and grace.

After a few minutes, Clarice asked in a very tired tone.

"You deposed it?"

"Yes, my lady. I already fed it to the dogs in order to get rid of any evidence."

She hummed as if showing an approval and then asked again.

"What about that?"

"My lady, this.. it's still hard to track down the former prince of Chronos. I believe that upon planning the fall of the Chronos Empire, he also planned an escape route and got rid of any loose ends."

"Cerus, Cerus... Cerus really killed him?.. My prince?"

"..."

The shadow remained silent. The answer was obvious but telling the truth can cost his life when conversing with an unreasonable young lady.

"I don't give a care what methods you need to use. Dirty or decent enough. Just find out what happened behind that person's fall. If not, consider yourself already dead."

The threat scared the shadow as he trembled upon recalling the fate of a certain colleague.

"Yes... My Lady. We'll do our best."

Leaving reluctant words, the person left Clarice alone in the room.

Still covering her eyes, she stood up and walked in a very familiar manner towards the wall. The wall was where a different square item covered in curtains can be seen.

Abruptly pulling the curtain away, Clarice touched the painting behind it dearly.

"We don't understand."

She sighed, weary.

"You really can't die that easily, you know. We're at the end of our goals too. Then the notice arrived too abruptly.... What a mess you've made."

"My Prince, we don't believe this kind of nonsense. Are you trying to hide away?"

A trace of blood suddenly dropped from her lips.

"It doesn't matter. As long as I believe you're alive, that's enough."

She then walked towards the bed. As if her hands can never feel numb, she sat there in the same position the shadow has seen her in, for many hours.

As an exception, red blood stains gathered at her neck and her dress.

THE END..