Chapter 93 - Witch's Weakness

The keys in her hand dropped to the floor and clanked, her body trembling, her eyes glistering with tears of fear, as she moved backwards slowly in a way that seemed so unnatural. Her lips quivered as they tried to form the words that were rushing through her mind but her tongue felt nailed to the roof her mouth that she couldn't speak despite how hard she tried.

Then her hands clamped upon her lips, words pushing out through the space of her fingers.

"Your Majesty."

She staggered back, the horror in front of her making her heart beat wildly, so much that she forgot the fear that the King caused her naturally.

"Your ma-- your majesty." Her breathing interrupted the words she was saying. She staggered bavk against, shaking her head.

Then abruptly, she turned, opened the door with clumsy hands and ran. Her tearful mumblings increasing the further she went, tears running down her face, her voice shaky and her sight a blur.

"My mistress...your Majesty."