She knew, if she had to survive, this is her only way. There is nothing more important to her than exacting revenge, she wanted to everything in her hand to end the Beast, not just due to the Oath she has given to the Royal Throne of Vrishnya, but also due to the hatred growing within her with each passing minute for the vicious beast.
Arthea looked attentive as the long-tailed woman spoke.
"You may be the darling Princess of Vrishnya Kingdom, yes you are chosen to be the Prospective Bride of our Majesty, but Dear your number is 379"
Arthea looked puzzled, she couldn't get what the weird creature meant.
"What does the number say?" Arthea asked composing herself.
"The number assigned to the woman who is chosen to be the prospective bride of Majesty" the long tailed woman ended her answer with a smirk.
Arthea's ja touched the floor… the number 379 kept ringing in her ears.
