Crocus looked at Envy and the faces in its body.
"I've got the crown."
He said calmly. The crown was a little dirty. It's not shiny, and it looks really old. However, it looks perfect Crocus.
"Your highness, we can do it anytime."
Envy said casually, with a little menacing light in his eyes. Mary, the red maple lady or the witch, felt her heart skip a beat, feeling like something was going to happen again.
'The way they look... Something's off... The crown.'
Crocus and Envy had an agreement. She could see it and she knew it would be a terrible outcome if that's what happened.
"No... Please... Whatever it is... Please don't use it on people!"
Crocus and Envy were pleasantly surprised when they heard that. However, Crocus saw the little girls.
"You see... Your people did not waste nor show emotion when they made children as a sacrifice... Why would I stop? Please enlighten this king to weigh the outcomes."
