A loud plangent sound of a gunshot thundered the big hall of the west wing of the Palace.
Everyone was panicking, running away from the obscuring distress.
"Get out of here, 'Ma! Keep my child safe, Maximus is launching his plans! I am going to stop him!"
"Lucianno, where is your wife?" The echelon asked, "We don't have any kinds of shelter out of this palace, I have nowhere to go to keep your daughter safe!"
"'Ma, you need to go! You really need to go. I'll get you soonest after I stop Maximus!"
Another clangorous sound of a gunshot made them shivered in great fear, knowing at that moment they're in peril.
"You're not at fault, Lucianno,.."
"'Ma, I'm going to stop them! Keep my child safe! I'll look for—" The confused yet brave man flabbergasted when a different kind of bullet hit his arm. "ARGH!" He yelled to control the pain. It isn't just a bullet, it came from magic.
"Lucianno!"
"Keep my child safe, 'Ma, please!"
The atmosphere of grievance and sorrow filled the whole area. Everyone was begging for safety, and the accused man for Justice. "Lucianno, babalik ako. Anak, babalik ako." The former echelon cursed.
"Go!" And that was the sign the echelon have been waiting for, she immediately step out of the palace to get the child away from the circumstance, "Go to the farthest place! Never look back!"
The mender sorcerer ran fast as she can to protect the silent innocent child in her arms from danger.
"Run away! Protect her! She is more precious than any kind of rubies. She is my be——"
With another slam-bang, the palace became quiet.
"It's done."
The former echelon, which is the mender sorcerer stopped and looked back. With tears in her eyes, she whispered. "How about your daughter, Lucianno? You won't see her grow anymore just as you promised. Live, and look for us..."
The mender sorcerer stared at the poor child who's peacefully sleeping as if not bothered with the things happening around her.
She was ought to live a beautiful life, but now everything changed. She can't live a beautiful life, neither a normal life. What would she be?
"One day, your true color will show. You are the justice, prove them that your father is innocent." The mender sorcerer whispered to the child. "Everything will fall into places."
She took another step away, not knowing where to go. At last, she found the poorest district where elites, and the Monarchs don't even take a single glance.
The First district.