Prince Enver's Suspicions

Agatha shivered, cold sweat dripping down her back even though the air in Princess Katy's room was warm.

Agatha was very worried. She was afraid that the guards would arrest her and sentence her to death for injuring Queen Alzena. The image of the executioner with his large axe haunted her mind. She knew how harsh the laws of this kingdom were, and her status as a lowly servant would not give her the slightest leniency.

In the midst of her panic, she felt a soft touch on her hand. She turned her head and found Princess Katy touching her.

"Agatha? What's wrong? You look pale," Princess Katy asked in a low, worried voice.

Agatha swallowed, trying to calm herself. "It's okay, Princess. I'm just a little tired,"