Sixty-eight

After that incident, the walk around the perimeter continued.

The woman, still terrified and trembling, is trailing behind the Countess, holding Jannah's coat's hem from behind.

Kirie and Duke Eulicies are throwing glances in her way, their eyes narrowed in a unfathomable way that might kill the poor woman, probably wishing for her downfall as well.

"My lady." Anthony called out.

Jannah didn't stop walking, but moved her head, glancing over her shoulder to look at the knight.

"Are you not tired, my lady? Miss Kirie might be handing you water every now and then, but we've been walking around for almost an hour and a half." The knight voiced out his concern for his master's wellbeing.

"Are you tired?" Jannah shot the question back, stopping in her tracks which made Kirie, Duke Eulicies, and the trailing knights behind them to pause on their tracks.