บท 121: I Spy With My Little Eye pt. 3

Under the brightness of the silver full moon on its peakest phase, three people were quietly in the middle of a stand off at the west courtyard of the palace hall. 

The air was tense, or it might be because one of those three figures is currently sweating cold bullets while looking a little guilty for whatever reason. And that person would be me.

The taller one, a man with the sharpest eyes, was raising his brows at the timid me who wouldn't want to meet his gaze. The other lady, Estelle, was just as confused as I am. She too couldn't understand what was going on, nor doesn't know what she should do at this moment.

A few more minutes passed and I was beginning to question all my decisions that lead me up to this right here. I was only going back to the hall… Why am I here? How did I end up here?

Most importantly, what is this situation??

In case all of you have forgotten what happened, let me just rewind back to mere moments ago.