Old Master Lenort commanded.
"Set the fire!"
The guard standing beside the sticks of wood clad in all-covering clothing nodded and lit the wood.
It caught fire and began to spread at a fast pace.
Erawada began to scream as the pain from the sun burning her was much more agonizing compared to the fire.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Her tormenting screams pierced their ears, causing them to immediately cover their ears, afraid that their eardrums would get damaged.
Erawada's gift was her voice. None had a beautiful voice compared to hers. She was said to sing like a siren and talk in a way that could instantly put one to sleep. Perhaps that was what attracted Old Master Lenort to her, even though she was nothing but a mere maid.
