Princess Carrie felt her heart throbbed, then pierced through, as though it was being twisted by knives. "I... I know. I've discovered it recently. But this doesn't mean-"
"Did you also know he was the cause of everything? The fire in the palace back then. You were accused of it after numerous rumors going around about your resurrection but we all know you didn't cause it. Who do you think is the culprit? Who do you think is the only person around that time, enough to see you and save you from the fire?"
"No..." Princess Carrie stood frozen, shaking visibly the more she listened to Kyle's words.
The rarely ever speaking Third Prince, Kyle, stared hard at Princess Carrie. Stepping forward, there was something in his eyes that told the other as if he was in great pain while forcing to speak out the words. "The scar on your hand... It was done after he held your hand that time. It wasn't from the fire."
