Chapter９０

She had tamed his wolf and gotten it to sleep in her arms; he couldn't believe it. What kind of witchcraft is this? who was this mysterious woman?

In response to the King's grumpy glare, Ella forced herself to swallow. She felt quite uneasy and frightened. Or…. Could he have recalled everything that had occurred in his life? Of course he did!

Ah! Sigh of relief. In any case, the King now has something else to spend his attention on.

Viscar saw the King staring at Ella, who was lying on the floor and looked like a snail.

"Uhm…. "My King," he cried out. Time to go. His neck was covered with slashes, and his leg was gushing. Spenser groaned and rose up, pulling his attention away from Ella, who wondered how he managed to walk without jumping.