บท 48: Chapter 48

Cecil froze, paralysed, staring wide-eyed at the sharp tips of the javelins that aimed at her.

Though, she wasn't the only one they were aiming at.

The tip glinted dangerously in the light, and Cecil slowly raised her hands up in surrender, kicking her legs in the water to make her float.

She couldn't even form any words in her mind, she had escaped from a near-death experience only to meet one again.

The royal spring pool was befitting of its distinguished status. Its pristine, smooth tiles and stone fences and pillars, along with a small fountain in the centre of the pool, it was a sight to behold. There were even decorative rocks carefully placed around the pool.

The waters was extremely clear, one could even see all the way to the bottom, where not even a speck of dirt was found in the pool. A refreshing scent, like aftermath of a rainy day, wafted past Cecil's nose.