I shake my head at him. "I'm the reason why some people lost their lives today. How can I stay on the carriage and rest? I want to be here. I want to help. Although I know you don't need my help. But I just want to be here."
Princess Paislee shakes her head. "What I just said is my conclusion only. It doesn't really mean that they are here for you, Lady Lauretré. The archer who was first sent said that the real target of the attempt was the Great Ruler. So, don't blame yourself, Lady Lauretré. We still don't know what do they really want from us."
"Yes, but the mere fact that they have Csille portrait is alarming. Also," Prince Fraser stare at me. "It's better for you to rest. We don't need you here."
I gasp at Prince Fraser's words. What does he mean by that? Does he think I'm only a deadweight here?