The girl who had fallen to the ground suddenly lunged forward with a crazed look in her eyes, clutching at Aubree Groove's legs as she shook uncontrollably through her sobs, "Please, save me, save me."
Princess Randa hooked her lips in scorn, looking down at the girl as if she were a corpse.
"Desy, you truly are desperate. He can't save you, you know. You had the courage to attempt an assassination on me, so you should have the courage to face my wrath. Your current pathetic state makes me nauseous," she sneered.
The girl named Desy only clung tighter to Aubree Groove's legs, holding onto her as if clutching at the last straw to survive. Her voluptuous body shivered uncontrollably.
Infuriated, Princess Randa pointed at Aubree Groove, "Do you insist on standing against me?"
Aubree Groove didn't answer Princess Randa, but instead looked down at the weeping girl clutching her leg and asked in a detached voice, "Did you orchestrate the assassination attempt on the princess?"
