Multiple heavy footsteps reverberated along the long winding stairs of the tower. The clanging of metals mingled with the sound creating a disharmony. These footsteps belonged to a four person squad knight and a majestic being who led them in the front.
'Imperial Father had imprisoned the 'Treacherous Witch Doctor' at the topmost floor of this abandoned tower. With only one window facing the sea, and guarded by two imperial knights, this imprisonment should give no leeway for the Witch to escape.'
The leading person analysed as he passed the two hundred and fifth step, where there was a narrow opening on the wall like a window, sunlight rays gave a glimpse of his face - a serious fresh face of a man.
He then remembered the decree his father made earlier that day.
"I shall entrust you to lead the interrogation. Find out how to wake your Imperial Mother from the curse of eternal slumber. After one year, if your Imperial Mother still hasn't opened her eyes, you shall put that Witch onto the execution platform and burn her!"
This person here is the the Crown Prince of this kingdom - a young lad of twenty three years old. Educated with various knowledge as the next successor of the King, he also had numerous achievements under his belt as a war general.
In fact, the royal ball organized several days ago was a celebration of him successfully subjugated the sneaky Kingdom of Mimosa, which had abundant of natural resources all other kingdoms were eyeing for but was surrounded by tricky natural terrains and difficult topography. These factors among others made ambushes and traps relatively easy to plan by the people of the Kingdom of Mimosa.
Thus, the Crown Prince's subjugation of the troublesome kingdom was a feat that showed his high level military tactics, critical thinking and creativity, as well as technological advancements in warfare, intelligence system and modern equipments.
As he reached the topmost tower, he glanced over to the two imperial knights and gave them a nod. The two then unlocked the door and opened it slightly ajar.
Crown Prince put his right hand on the door to push it. Upon opening the only door, the figure of a woman in a tattered robe came into view.
Around 5 foot 15 inches, the Witch had only her side profile seen. Half of her face was hidden underneath her hood, with some strands of her purplish hair peeking out.
「Jaengardner Grangstephens」
Inside the almost empty room, the voice, neither overbearing nor rude, resonated easily. Albeit the voice was not loud, it was not too silent in that quiet environment.
The voice reached the Witch's ears and tickled them gently like a brush from a light feather. Her name was called, it made the sensation to linger a bit more on her ears.
After it done playing on the outside, the voice struck at her core like a penetrating gentleness.
Due to it, Jane went into a daze momentarily.