"Life goes on whether you move on or take a chance in the unknown; or stay behind, locked in the past, thinking of what could've been."
-Unknown
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The soft breeze had the leaves of the trees sway in one direction before everything became still again. Ysabel stared at the exact spot where the king got attacked.
There was no sign of what went down earlier. The blood was gone, and any evidence of the incident had been removed.
Ysabel half expected it, so she wasn't that disappointed or surprised. However, she was hoping to find something.
"I hate the feeling of being helpless," she muttered.
With nothing left to inspect, the young monarch took a deep breath and let herself see the surroundings from a different perspective.
