Promises

"What are you doing?" Prince Kuzma stood from his seat, panic written on his face. He had already experienced the brutal onslaught of Lucinia's ability, he immediately recognized the changes in his mother's face. 

"What are you talking about?" Lucinia smiled as she batted her eyes to the Prince. "Is something wrong?"

"You— What did you do to her highness the Queen?"

Lucinia's brows knitted as she turned her gaze towards the Queen who can now breathe. "Clearly, the Queen is not feeling well. What does it have to do with me?" she laughed inwardly at her own shamelessness.

"You did this to her!" Prince Kuzma fought the urge to slap the woman. With the Duke by her side, Prince Kuzma wouldn't be able to touch Lucinia. He gritted his teeth in silence.

"It seems that Prince Kuzma is feeling ill too."