Alita had been patient since listening to the ramblings that came out of Chris' mouth. She snorted softly.
"I've had enough!" Alita stood beside Thomas. She patted her chest proudly. "I am Alita Allen, Princess of Queen Valerie. Next to me is Thomas Phyla, the son of Dwizella Phyla. Do I need to mention who we are?"
Chris froze. He looked at the two people in front of him with wide eyes.
"No way, you two…."
Thomas didn't care, he turned around in a bad mood. Iris patted his shoulder lightly.
"Impossible! Don't tell me Queen Miranda and Princess Dwizella are dead?!"
Thomas stopped in his tracks, his deep red eyes flashing. Iris immediately grabbed the man's arm and glared at Alita.
"That's why the silver sword is with you?! Why not the other Princesses?!"
"What are you saying?" Thomas let out a black shadow behind his body. The image of Tiersa turning into a perfect devil made him feel sick.
