Bella's face went very pale and she fixed her gaze on the captured man, looking at him carefully. Jules could practically see the instant comprehension dawned on her and she staggered back.
Jules immediately slipped his arm around his fiancée's slender waist, steadying her.
"It's all right, Bella," he murmured softly. "I'm here. It's fine. It's all fine," he murmured in a soothing voice.
King Jaren narrowed his eyes. "This is a ghost corpse, isn't it?" he asked.
Queen Carolina nodded. "Yes, my late husband's spirit seems to be resurrected. I'm not sure how his body looks identical to his own when he was still alive," she murmured. "As far as I know, necromancy can only resurrect corpses in their decayed form, not their original bodies," she added.
Bella let out a soft cry. "This man…he really – is he really my father?" she asked, her eyes fixed on her mother Queen Carolina, and filling up with tears.
