Lyn nodded happily.
If she makes Kazuya something hand made, won't he be happy with her? Allen had never appreciated such things. As Lyn carried on listening to Kazuya talking, for some reason, she still felt Prince John looking at her. That was strange, the two of them had walked quite a distance away now. It's not possible for him to still be looking, and yet Lyn looked back just in case. As expected, she could no longer see him. Perhaps she's just imagining things. It's been quite some time since she last saw him, so it's natural that things have ended up this way.
Before Lyn could say anymore, however..
Suddenly her vision went dark.
...
Chorus of people screaming.
The area covered in flames, and yet if one looked closely they would see small droplets of snow dancing in the background.
"Your cursed, cursed!"
"That's her, it's because of her that we are living like this."
"Kill her, kill her."
"Kill the Witch!"
…
"Aghhh, Hahaha!"
