Chapitre 30: Chapter (30): Question

The girls returned to their room and Barbara went to the kitchen to prepare a warm drink for them and the guests. Elizabeth was strolling along with the line near the window.

"What did they want? Did you see the Prince? I never thought of him being like this."

She was mumbling under her breath and did not like him, he was more like an assassin rather a prince, not like a spoony that she assumed he might be, more spooky he looked.

"I didn't see him, how do they sound like?"

Luna asked.

"Murders, they are like them. And I feel awful about them."

The image of their vests filled with weapons brought shivers to her body. Sitting beside Luna, she embraced her hands amongst hers.

"I heard that the Queen is tending to choose some mistresses for him. I hope she did not target either of us." Ell hated them for every abusive intention they had.

Luna felt the chill that bite her back.

"Vanessa was eager to become his Mistress!" Elizabeth uttered.

"Isn't he the crown prince?"

Luna asked while squeezed her hand.

"Yes, he is! And Vanessa is greedy. She thought becoming his mistress is easy to find a way to the seat of Queen! Foolish, it is like walking on scattered sharp glasses on the floor. Mayor Raynolds had raised her just like himself. I never forget what he said in the cemetery when we buried our father."

Elizabeth didn't want to even talk about this but the words were leaving her mouth.

"Why is he here, then? Shouldn't he be there to see those girls?"

Luna asked; her heart was pounding madly.

"Maybe he came after uncle Miguel."

Elizabeth replied, gazing at a point in the horizon where her thoughts were jogging already.

Luna got to her feet abruptly, "I still hate eavesdropping but we have no other choice. Where are they, Elizabeth?"

She asked, her expression was explaining that she had no joke. That was a matter of life.

"Inside the living room."

Luna nodded, they could hear them from the second floor behind the velvet crimson curtains.

They tiptoed out, using the left corridor to hide so Barbara couldn't stop them.

They crept down to the second floor and hid behind the handrail where the curtain was. From there they had a full vision of the living room.

Elizabeth drew a part of the curtain back and looked downward. The girl and one of the men were similar. Even a spoony could find out that they were siblings. They remained silent and sharpened their ears while sitting not to bother their legs.

Ryan was stood beside his father's sofa. Thinking that the man in front of him was the brave outstanding prince that everyone among men used to recite poems to describe his bravery. He did not believe that pouring blood and having a cold ass meant bravery.

"Well, what is the case that brought you here? Is it related to my house that you disturbed your grace to find the answer?"

Miguel asked.

The prince was looking at Ryan, this young man's face sounded familiar to him but he couldn't help if he ever had seen him. Lord James never showed his son to the courtiers. But he was proud and didn't seem to be as smart as his father, yet looked veteran.

Wilmore took his eyes off Ryan and rolled them up where the curtain moved with a gust. He smirked.

"Yes, two years ago, I was chasing a witch that crossed Riva forest. This Ruby witch had caused us many troubles. Her assassins and spies snatch the information from us and had been selling them to the other lands. I think you have someone who might know that witch or at least knows the person who met the witch."

He was a straight person, not twisting the bit over his head and then feeding his mouth.

"That is embarrassing that such a menace has been wandering around, but I am afraid that we can't help you."

Miguel replied, but neither of that matter could make sense.

"Wait, two years ago?" Ryan asked, gazing at those rare leather boots. They were the same as those that Luna had described.

"Yes, do you know what I am talking about?"

Wilmore asked.

Natasha gazed at her brother, to her it wasn't a good idea to cause a fight and this young handsome man seemed to itch for one. Since they arrived, he was wearing stern skin.

"Yes, I know about a black rider that hit my cousin and she lost her vision. Are you that rider?"

The Prince's expression didn't change. He wasn't an Ethereal to be afraid of sin. He was a man that lied too much and had tons of secrets.

"No, I heard that your cousin got an accident on that road. I am here to ask one question."

Ryan clenched his hand which was behind the sofa. He was certain with this that he or one of his knights had harmed Luna.

"What do you mean your grace? Do you think that she had met the witch?"

Miguel asked, being calm toward this accusation was difficult.

"I am not a mean person, I ask straight to gain the right answer. I would like to see your niece and ask her personally. This is my job to protect this land so I would not put anyone in exception."

Hux was wondering if he had talked this much in his entire life. Wilmore respected lord James and he realized it now.

Silence fell for a while, then Miguel turned to Ryan, "Go, bring Luna!"

"Why father? Why should we disturb her? She had lost the memory of that night."

Prince Wilmore glanced at him blankly.

"Did she forget the entire accident?"

Natasha blurted.

"Yes, do you remember, if you do then let us know!" Ryan snapped. Every issue related to Luna was his red line, Elizabeth could carry a blade to protect herself but Luna had a different character.

"I wasn't in that mission. I noticed about it just last night." She narrowed her eyebrows, scowling. To her honor was everything but to Wilmore and Hux things were different. They didn't mind harming an innocent while bringing peace to the country.