Hell's Fury [I]

Hearing the exclamation of the little palace maid, Lordqueen's face froze for a while, and her voice became even more authoritative. "Who is the witch and what kind of sorcery are you talking about? Talk clearly. If you dare to confuse the public in the palace, you know what the consequences will be!"

Mistress Lena's incident had just subsided, and the people in the palace were still unstable. She didn't want any more troubles.

The little palace maid was laying on the ground, trembling all over, and said with a crying voice. "My Lordqueen, everything I've said is true. This eldest lady of the Livingstone family is indeed a witch, she can do dark arts."

"Nonsense, she is the eldest lady of the house of Livingstone, and the future wife of Lord Wulfgar, how can she be a witch?" Hazel asked anxiously.