"I hate to be yours, do you think you can throw me just like this? Huh… Now I even fell in pain, it's because of you!" said Greisy who purposely fell to the ground and pretended to be unconscious.
She didn't want to waste much time there and hoped it would soon dispel her curiosity.
"Ah, Babe!" shouted Left Hand Classa, calling for Greisy who he didn't know her name. "Take her to my room!" said Left Hand Classa, giving order to the crown prince wearing the male Assassin's uniform. "I still have to deal with those who hurt my wife,"
"Yes, My Lord!" said the crown prince, "Babe!" Then muttered softly with a sweet smile, and stepped closer to Greisy's body there.
"In exchange for your act to hurt my fience, I want you to serve us very well. Get out all your best servants!" the Left Hand Classa ordered as he started to turn and walk to follow the crown prince who was carrying Greisy's body in his arms.
