Minutes ago, the entire residence of the duchess was in peace. The duchess was even snuggling against her husband on their bed. She had felt the incoming ominous feeling of the moon, but the goddess hadn't shown her any tragedies befalling them on such a night.
However, the city was in chaos. The soldiers from the capital had gone to their small city in search of a witch. The current king didn't believe in the divinations of the seers of Nuwa, and he dared not to believe in Nuwa all that much. When his own diviner told him that a tragedy would spark in their little city, he immediately sent soldiers to hunt down this witch.
"The duchess can't be a witch." The city elder left in charge received the soldiers. "She's a seeress of Nuwa, yes... but it didn't mean that she was involved in blood magic. Don't you believe in the power of the goddess? The immortals in heaven will strike you down!"
