章 32: Chapter (32): Trial

Wilmore was striving to shove down the ridiculous emotion that just boiled in his blood. He could like any girl, but not this one at all. That black Alpha blocked his way and he couldn't see the girl's face. Only her scent was the odor that made him recognize her. How could have he neglected and did not bother to follow the girl?

"No way! Your grace, how can you ignore her emotions."

Ryan interfered.

"Calm down, Ryan! It is fine. I want to know that too."

Luna noted.

The Prince got to his feet and approached her, knelt in front of the girl, and took out a vial. She was not lying, if she did then this potion would reveal it.

"As you drink this, the magic will show up."

He grasped her hand gently and for a moment he felt the pain in his heart. Shame and regret raided his head and heart. Was it magic? Probably, it was! That which caused all of this.

Luna held the vial, the liquid smelled horrible as he opened the cork.

"Drink all of it." He wished.

Luna didn't hesitate. The vial was small and she could drink it in one sip. Drinking up the whole content, she had prayed to see a little bit for a moment.

Hence, she felt an annoying itching part of her neck. She grabbed that part, looking around, "Elizabeth, where are you? It is burning!"

Elizabeth jumped out of her seat, swelling for her sister, shooting a glare to Prince Wilmore who stepped backward.

"What did you do to my sister? pray to your gods that nothing happens to her."

She menaced, she didn't care who the hell he was when it was about Luna thus she didn't mind killing those who victimized her for their own sake.

"Let me see it," Elizabeth's heart was whipping her chest like a lash that came to punish her. She drew back the strand of Luna's hair and smoothly grabbed her hand, persuading her to withdraw her hand from her neck.

As that soft thin hand moved away, a black circle showed up, turning to ring, there was written a word in the middle of it, that Elizabeth had never seen. She hissed and kissed Luna's cheek, her eyes were teary, Luna was in pain and she could sense it, exactly like the time she was in the forest and got hurt, Elizabeth sensed it from home.

"It is not a wound, Luna! He was right, the witch had cursed you."

Elizabeth noted! That mark on Luna's neck left no doubt about that idea. Her eyes shifted to uncle Miguel and Ryan who came along with Lisa to see the mark that Elizabeth noted.

Wilmore got more impressed by these sisters. This one had the face of a muse but inwardly she had the temper of a beast. Her odor was unfamiliar to him, he clearly saw the curse. Perhaps, the witch targeted him but she emerged on his way, but it wasn't possible, their curse would always sit where it must be.

This trial proved that the girl didn't go hand in glove with the witch but unlike it, that wicked woman considered such an innocent girl a threat that made her lose her vision.

"Your grace, what do you say?"

Miguel James asked, the only person who respected Wilmore if it wasn't prudery.

"That's the curse, the black ring, and the word that came from their world. Only magic can help her."

Lisa clenched her fist and squeezed her jaw. She had an unsettled principle with this soulless prince that must be remained in secret. He caused her this misery and he had to accept the responsibility.

"Father, I will take her to Witchwood to gain a cure."

Ryan said, his face running pink out of concern.

Natasha was glued to her seat, just peering at the girl who was in this condition because of Wilmore and Hux. They did not bother to suggest them help or a cure to break the curse.

"I will help you to find the cure." Natasha blurted and stood up, but she caught the smirk on Wilmore's face. So it was the main reason that he brought her, they knew she had a soft heart toward innocent people so why not put her on the spot?

"Do you know a witch?"

Elizabeth asked.

"I know a broker, the Faeries can heal her. Tonight the faeries come among humans to aid the unmarried girls. I need a girl to help me. We can't take her straight to a faerie but we can get a cure."

She explained but she didn't mention why she preferred to keep Luna away. She was terrified that the Witch was around.

"I am coming!" Elizabeth volunteered.

Uncle Miguel grabbed her arm, "no way! Not even a second you have the permission to get close to a faerie."

Elizabeth never saw him like that. His tone was aggressive and his grip was enough hard to make her suffer.

Wilmore gazed at Miguel blankly! Why wasn't she allowed to help her sister? This Lord had secrets.

"Excuse me!" The soft tune echoed from behind.

All of the faces turned to the back where the kitchen led to the living room. It was Barbara who was standing there.

"I would go with her!" Barbara added, getting close to them, carrying a tray filled with cups of tea.

"No, Please, uncle! Let me do something for my sister. I can defend myself and I won't let anyone even touch me."

Huxley's eyes drifted on the ruthless girl who just dared to menace the crown prince who was not a regular person. Neither of them knew which kind of demon Wilmore was. If he were in their shoes, he would never play with this Mountain of ice.

"Lord Miguel, let her go! The Faeries are sensitive and convincing them to get the cure for curses is tough. I think she has the tongue to do that."

Wilmore chimed in.

"Luna, you make the decision."

Ryan asked.

Luna took a deep breath. She could not trust the knights therefore, her family was her only option. The worse part was that this cruel Nobel monster had suggested her sister and she couldn't be sure if it wasn't a vicious plan.