She cowered in a corner in fear and trembled.
Her body had lost an obvious ten kilograms and now she looked like a living skeleton, covered with an expensive dress, which was now too depressing.
Amanda glanced briefly at her brother, then at the Adamanian princess.
- I thought you... - words that could frighten Giselle even more did not come out of her mouth.
But Raphael understood her without continuing, so he hurried to answer.
- The corpse of her mother and their father's adviser are real. - his eyes flashed with an evil scarlet gleam. - I haven't decided what to do with her yet.
-Are you going to keep her here? She needs at least minimal care and the opportunity to go to the toilet in a human way. Disgusted by the local stench. - Amanda whispered.
- For now, this is the best place for her before I find another use for her.
