Emmelyn stood in silence for almost one hour. Tears were streaming down her cheeks slowly. She thought her tears were already dry, but apparently, she was wrong. She didn't know humans could produce that many tears from their eyes.
Mrs. Adler only stood beside her, unable to say anything. She was feeling sad for Emmelyn, the homeless princess who was now stuck in the enemy's place and mourning her brother's death.
The witch could see how devastated this princess was, as she stood there looking at the dead man without saying anything.
Mrs. Adler saw how Emmelyn was still surrounded by the same dark aura she saw on her from the first time they met, and her heart felt so heavy.
The old witch had never seen someone with such a dark aura as Emmelyn before. Now, she wondered if this princess was actually cursed too.
Did she meet any witch on the way here? Did she offend anyone? The darkness around her didn't seem natural.
