Chapter 25

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Iris's POV:

"What do we do now?" I whispered to Vector.

He smiled.

"Now we go to the Ball," he answered.

"The Ball?"

After my coronation, everyone sat down in the Dining Hall. Vector was a year older than me. Though, I'm surprised he doesn't want to be the prince. He smiled.

"Don't worry, it's going to be fun."

"That's what you think," I said, sinking into my chair.

He laughed.

"It's not funny!"

"Princess."

I looked away from Vector. Dumon stood in front of us.

"Dumon!"

It was nice to see Dumon again. I wanted to hug him, but I didn't.

"You need to get out of here."

I looked at him.

"Excuse me?"

~Alit's POV~

The door opened. Dumon walked over to me. I was sitting in a chair, next to Iris's bed.

"Alit, she's going to be fine."

"How do you know?"

He didn't say anything. I looked at Iris. She looked peaceful, too peaceful.

"Alit, I think you should let her rest."

"I'm staying here."

He sighed.

"Alit, you have a mission."

I looked at him.

"A mission?"

"Nasch, asked you to do it."

I didn't like his tone.

"What's the mission?"

He looked at Iris.

"You have to kill her."

*****

I don't know why, Nasch assigned me to the job. I wish he hadn't.

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