On a gritted teeth

Isabel went home, and she thought it was déjà vu. Hash's expensive but broken furniture was scattered in all directions.

There are two of three bloody bodies of her servants lying on the ground. She quickly checked into them. One of them still has a pulse beat, while the other two were no longer breathing.

"The princess will surely get angry."

She heard her maids talking to each other, looking scared, hugging each other in a corner. She already knew what happened. They looked like they saw a ghost when they saw her.

"Princess-"

"you don't need to explain, it's not your fault."

She inhaled deeply and exhaled loudly.

"Don't be scared. I got this. Bring them to the medical hall right now."

They rushed to the lying bodies and placed them in the carriages.

"Where is that woman?"