Eyewitness

Vince looked at Sebastian with one eyebrow swooping down. Eager to skin his seemingly relaxed assistant after saying what his father had assigned, to the crown prince.

"Bass, don't tell me you've said that to Elena?" Vince didn't want to be surprised, but a nod from the assistant made him believe that the father's purpose was to embarrass his son.

"Now, what should I do?" whispered Vince in frustration. The papers containing the tasks in the kingdom are no longer attractive. Because his brain suddenly couldn't be used.

"Behave like yesterday. Let Miss Elena do what she's doing, isn't it easy?" said Sebastian, with his hands actively pouring tea from the teapot. The man with red-black hair seemed to be smiling from ear to ear. As if unaffected by the cloudy aura was also gray from his prince.

"My face is like it has just been forcibly peeled off. You guys are so cruel, don't talk about something like this with me!" complained Vince, huddled around. Now, he didn't know what kind of face to put on when he was done with all the work and went back to the room.

Elena was still there, not given a private room like the other called women. It was as if the king wanted his son to do something to the woman.

Taking a deep breath, Vince finally stood up. He transported one piece of the book that he needs to finish tonight. When work in the stiff room was over, Vince needed to straighten his brain even for a while.

However, when his feet finally entered the room that had always been the quietest place, the sharp eyes suddenly glared in disbelief.

How Elena sat beautifully, with one leg folded on the other. The red dress with a low collar, also slightly transparent, naturally made Vince swallow nervously. What is clear is that something in the prince's body rose.

"Good night, Prince! I've been waiting for you since just now!" greeted Elena with one sweet smile. Vince smiled stiffly and nodded. It seems the decision to return to the room is something wrong.

Wouldn't it be better if he struggled in the library and shut himself there as usual? The clothes worn by Elena made Vince's eyes want to be overturned!

"Elena's night! Ah, what are you doing?" asked Vince pleasantly. The man dragged his feet away, in the direction of the bathroom. With a brain that keeps suggesting that he no longer glances at the beautiful girl.

"I'm reading a literary book, does the Prince also like this kind of reading?" asked Elena, the girl's eyes looked very shiny when accidentally highlighted by the moonlight. It's really beautiful!

Vince nodded stiffly, but at this time, the pace that originally wanted to enter the bathroom suddenly stopped. A thousand and one bad and negative thoughts loomed over his brain. What if the father had assigned Elena to seduce him aggressively? Can die standing him up!

So, turning around quickly, Vince returned to the door.

"Ah, you like to read books huh? That reminds me of if I have to go to the library right now. Sebastian must have been waiting for me. So, bye!" Taking a thousand steps, Vince disappeared from Elena's sight as fast as lightning.

Elena chuckled lightly, but it didn't last long. Afterward, the girl sat back on the bed. Fingering the slightly uneven surface of the bed.

"Duh, even though I've prepared a surprise for him," she muttered, now holding up a small bottle of greenish liquid. The poison that will make the prince may lose control of himself.

"But, it doesn't matter. It's also good that he's gone now, I've had plenty of time to cull the little mice that were moving to steal my food."

***

The carriage moved quietly in the silence of the night. The women sat gracefully behind the closed curtains. The two ponytails seemed to be controlled by a tall male coachman.

Behind him, several carriages followed. Still, with the same content, young and beautiful girls, who are already experienced to please the hearts and lust of men.

They were the women sent to the palace, by order of the king directly. Although the king did not say clearly about what their duties would be there later, what was certain was that this would relate to the people in the kingdom.

Meanwhile, someone watched from above the tree branches. Hiding in the shadow of lush leaves, with eyes sharply highlighted.

Glancing at the other figures who were also moving to scout the group, they threw the code at each other through finger movements. And in the third count, ambushed the rearmost entourage, with a slash of swords.

Sraat!

"Argh!" The cries of the girls from inside the train stopped the pace of the other trains that were ahead. One carriage at the rear was attacked until the horse pulling it moved randomly out of fear.

One man finished every life so violently, "For Kaylee!" he muttered in a husky voice.

Realizing that he was now under attack, several coachmen moved to help. But damn, one person who attacked was very strong. Until it managed to win and even roll several coachmen at once.

Seeing that his comrades were killed miserably, one surviving coachman ran quickly in the direction of the frontmost carriage. Cut off his horse, to leave the dark place that is now a nest of corpses.

"You think you can escape death, huh?" But suddenly, another figure was already blocking him. Stand with two swords and smile like a psychopath. Her body was small, part of her face was covered by a cloth and only revealed her mouth. Because the part of the eye is hidden behind a suspicious wide hat.

"Please don't kill me!" the coachman asked with pity. The man even kowtowed, begging for forgiveness.

Silent for quite a while, the coachman thought if his request might be granted. However, when he looked up, the man was pushed with one head lightly carried.

"Can't, you're the only eyewitness. Then, your fate will be the same as all the accompaniment of the train!"