Third Person's POV
Ilang sandali bago dumating si Seleste sa palasyo ng Karsen ay hindi magkanda ugaga ang mga magtatrabaho na nakatalaga sa pag-aalaga ng hardin at labas ng palasyo sa paglipat ng mga patay na katawan ng knight at maid sa bulwagan ng palasyo habang si Yveria ay prenteng nakaupo at nakadekwatro lang sa trono.
Yveria spared the life of these workers from the outside of the palace since none of them are directly connected to Seleste and the matters happening inside the palace. However, in exchange of that, they have to bring all the dead bodies of the knights and maids to the main hall.
Walang nagreklamo, walang nagtanong, at wala rin nagbingi-bingihan ng pinatipon silang lahat ng trabahador sa labas ng palasyo. Lahat ay agad na kumilos at ngayon nga ay malapit ng matapos ang kanilang paghahakot.
When Carrion and his former colleagues who were also locked in underground prison reached the main hall, the unpleasant smell of dead bodies welcomed them.
They were all clueless on what disaster happened here.
Carrion immediately noticed that someone was sitting on the main hall's throne while looking down on the workers who were struggling to carry the dead bodies from the outside of the palace.
"Butler Carrion, ano ito? Bakit ang daming patay?" Kinakabahang tanong ni Marshall.
"Ako man ay nagugulumihanan din." Sagot ni Carrion.
"Latil, halika." Tawag nito sa apong nasa kanilang likuran lamang.
"Sino ang may kagagawan nito?" Tanong ng matanda sa apo nang makalapit ito.
Instead of answering the old man, Latil turned his head to the person sitting on the Throne. He raised his hands and pointed a finger on that person.
"Ms. Yveria," maikling wika nito.
Agad na sinundan ng tingin ng mga ito ang tinuturo ni Latil.
"That is Young Lady Yveria?" Carrion confusingly asked since Yveria is still wearing her cloak.
Tumango lamang si Latil habang makikita parin sa ekspresyon ng mga kasama ni Carrion na gulong gulo sila sa nangyayari.
"Nasa panganib ba tayo?" Tanong ng isa pa sa kasama ni Marshall sa kulungan.
"Hindi ko rin mawari. Sana naman ay hindi sapagkat kung si Seleste parin ang may kagagawan nito, hindi ko na alam ang gagawin ko." Marshall said.
"Calm down everyone. Wala pa ang kontesa na iyon sa palasyo. Hintayin ninyo ako dito at kakausapin ko ang taong may gawa nito." Pagpapakalma ng matanda sa kanyang mga kasamahan.
At naglakad na nga ang matanda patungo kay Yveria.
"Young Lady Yveria?" Paninigurado ng matanda nang makalapit ito.
"Good to see you again, old man Carrion." Sambit ni Yveria.
"Young Lady, ikaw ba ang may kagagawan nito?" Wika ng tandang Carrion habang tinuturo ang mga labi ng knights at maid.
Yveria just shrugged.
"Young Lady Yveria, what have you done?" Hindi makapaniwalang tanong ulit ng tandang Carrion.
"Simple. I killed them." Yveria said nonchalantly.
"My lady, they did not do anything wrong. Why?" Kunot noong tanong ni Carrion.
"They did. These knights know that there are people unjustly locked at underground prison but none of them questioned it though Seleste's title of being the Duchess of this house is not official." Yveria coldly said.
BINABASA MO ANG
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