บท 1131: As Tiny As A Matchstick!

The trickling of water could be heard in the surroundings, alongside the chattering of young ladies who were trying to get answers from their two sisters, who had just returned to the Palace of Light.

"Your skin is still smooth and there are no signs of scars and bruises," a girl with long-silver head said as she rubbed Ephemera's skin with her delicate hands. "Did that bastard Prince really not do anything to you? Don't worry, I promise to avenge your death when I see him in battle."

"Can you please, not kill me off just yet?" Lira replied as she flicked the head of the Virtue of Charity, whose name was Cherry.

"Ouch!" The little girl immediately covered her forehead with her hands before applying some healing magic on it. "I knew it! The Prince of Darkness did something to you. You were not this violent in the past!"