Dava, Day 11 (2)
Verinia didn't respond, but her silence clearly became something very gloomy.
This was the first time she was facing something like the state between life and death. Just because she knew about it did not mean that she knew what to do.
She hated feeling powerless, but it was in the hands of Beroni, the wheel of fate, to decide what would happen to the Third Princess.
Once she was finished getting ready, she wore some simple blue silk shoes stitched with gold thread and set off to find Sur Ka'iser yet again.
Eva followed behind her, feeling quite excited to finally take a look at what her mistress was doing.
As Verinia's personal maid, Eva was neither stone nor wood, so she obviously knew that the First Princess liked to take matters into her own hands that had absolutely no business being near her fingers.