Sacrifice For Witches

"We have buried him properly as he asked." The thick-browed man spoke. His tone is very cold. Not even an expression on his face.

"You have worked hard, Prince." The 76-year-old man bowed respectfully to him. Politely and with dignity in his old age.

Calderic nodded and left the hall. While everyone was there to mourn their beloved King's passing, the Crown Prince left the place indifferently.

"Watch over the party until everything is over," Calderic ordered, to Duke Eric, the old man who was his right-hand man.

"Of course, Your Highness."

Calderic also left the King's palace. Go to the Prince's palace which is right next to the building.

"You sure are ruthless, Crown Prince!" A girl 10 years younger than him, had just rebuked sarcastically.

Calderic, who played the role of big brother for him here, could only stare at the puffy face that had been crying for their father for too long, with a deadpan look.

"He died not because of me," Calderic answered as necessary.

The girl looked away. Her face was getting redder as tears flowed from her eyes again at the same time. "You are cruel, Calderic."

Calderic stepped up. Continuing the journey with the destination he has set. Passing Elisa's body, a 10-year-old child who always acts mature, with a chill that accompanies her.

Right beside Elisa, Calderic stopped in his tracks. Glancing at the girl who was only up to her shoulders was expressionless.

"If you forget, our Father did educate me that way. Even at the time of my mother's death, he scolded me. Told me to shut up so I wouldn't cry and embarrass him. It's only natural that I grow up to be an uncivilized child thanks to that harsh upbringing!"

After saying those painful words, Calderic left his younger sister from a different mother, with his long steps alone.

Elisa hugged herself and sat on the floor. Not caring about the glances of the guards around.

She was crying silently again. Pain pierced his chest a thousand times after hearing those words from Calderic.

"You are indeed very cold, Big Brother…"

***

Club ….

Calderic closed his bedroom door and looked out the window blankly. Now the tears he had been holding back were finally able to be shed.

He couldn't possibly cry in front of other people and make the man who had just left the cold palace disappointed in him.

Because of that, now was the time for him to spill out his emotions. Like an 18-year-old teenager who still can't stabilize his emotions in the middle of silence.

In front of the snow that falls tonight. Calderic, the crown prince of the Delmora Kingdom, in the barren southern Northeast, was pouring out all his emotions freely.

He never thought that a woman who had intruded into his room that night would see such an embarrassing sight.

So the next day he had to endure his embarrassment in front of her. The woman is now in jail because she was caught red-handed leaving Calderic's room.

"You saw it?" Calderic stared at the wavy strands of hair that fell beautifully to cover most of the black-haired woman's thin body.

The woman just kept quiet and looked at Calderic with a fierce gaze. "Are you ashamed of your tears?" she asked, curt.

"I am a King. Can't show his weak side to others. Especially on an enemy like you."

The woman turned her head away. "Kings are human too. Nothing stopped him from crying. If later someone forbids you to cry, just cut off his tongue. Those who speak carelessly as if they don't know sorrow are just cold-hearted madmen who have no compassion. You can't call them humans. Call them animals!"

Calderic smiled a haughty smile. The words are not wrong. He also hates humans who always ask him to be strong in every situation. No matter how broken her heart is.

"I have a great responsibility—"

"Who doesn't know?!" snapped the girl, still with that haughty attitude that kept Calderic's smile.

"Hahaha, weird. How can I be amused by your stupidity?" Calderic looked up at the prisoner with a sad smile.

"You don't know?" The woman looked back at Calderic who showed a curious expression. "You are human too. A lonely human living in a nice place called a palace."

Lowered his head slightly. Calderic hid his sweet smile. The genuine smile he could carve after a day of crying.

"What's your name?" Calderic looked up, back at the woman with a slightly better expression on his face. "I will remember before you are hanged and paraded as a traitor in the village."

Although Calderic enjoyed joking around with this girl. He will still carry out the punishment according to royal regulations to punish him.

A firm and fair leader is Calderic De Alger Delmora. The crown prince is cold-hearted and has no compassion for a sinner.

The black-haired woman smiled crookedly. "You really will remember?"

Calderic nodded. Not caring about the condescending look the woman showed him. "Yes. I promise."

The woman stared at Calderic's face for a long time and smiled gently. "Fine, please remember my name well, Your Highness."

Fall silent. Calderic was taken aback by the woman's voice as he called her by her title and did not show her a face or tone of sarcasm.

Calderic who was suddenly assaulted by the memory of a woman resembling the woman in front of him, immediately took a few steps back to gain some distance from him.

"Who are you?" Calderic frowned faintly. Showed a wary reaction that made the woman's sad smile appear beautifully on her pretty face.

"Clarissa De Ozora. West Empire's Youngest Princess." Princess Larissa flashed a wry smile. Staring at the face of the man who always wanted to kill him every time his name was mentioned in front of him. "Do you still wish to kill me now, Your Highness?"

Calderic clenched his hands tightly. His left hand grabbed the hilt of his sword and plunged the sharp edge into Larissa's neck.

"You Witch! How dare you set foot on the sacred ground protected by the goddess Athena!!"

Calderic's voice echoed throughout the prison. The guards immediately rushed into the long, dark room lit only by a few torches.

"Guard!!" Calderic shouted even louder as he called his aide.

"Yes, Your Highness!"

The 6 guards were ready to fulfill Calderic's orders. But the prison that Princess Larissa is in has been empty since they came.

"The law of that woman's—"

Calderic fell silent. Some of the handcuffs that had shackled Princess Larissa's hands and feet were already lying in there without master.

"I just turned my head for 1 second and she's gone?!"

The 6 guards could only lower their heads. The atmosphere was getting tense because Calderic was emotional.

"What a witch woman! Just got caught and she's been able to get away as easy as an eel!"

Calderic looked at the 6 guards who were still in their knight stances. "Summon Duke Harrison and his son to my room now! I have to catch that witch before she goes any farther."

"Yes, Your Highness."