Let's go back a couple of hours ago.
While Alfonso was still resting and every noble of the lower classes were still arriving on the island, someone was waiting patiently in her room.
"…"
*Knock* *Knock*
Someone knocked on her room.
"Oy, you, it's time to go" Said a rude voice from the order side of the door.
Carmine stood up and opened the door.
Five guards were waiting for her.
"Carmine, it's time" Said one of the guards.
Carmine nodded and lifted her arms.
The guard put a pair of handcuffs on her and began to move, the other four surrounded Carmine from the sides, blocking all possible routes of escape.
"What is the monarch so worry about? My life is in his hands already" Laughed Carmine.
"You dare to mock the monarch… you sure aren't afraid of death" Mocked one guard.
