Chapter Hundred-Eighty-One – Test
Laurel turned to Lisa who said.
"He's a slave to one of the elders. He probably didn't want to do this. Please, don't kill him, Princess."
But the young man already had a trickle of blood on his head and Lisa couldn't tell if it was already too late.
Laurel frowned, noticing the chain anklet on the young man's shoes, above his boots. He was indeed a slave.
But did slaves exist at Green Valleys? Since when?
She took the bottled liquid from Lisa and marched ahead to the end of the hall. "Bring him with me."
Jessika easily carried the young man, while Lisa picked the sword. She immediately realized what it was smeared with and grimaced.
The Elders had dared to kill the Princess!
The door at the end was kicked open, it left the hinges, falling flat and raising dust. Laurel knocked on the wall. "Excuse me, old men. Coming in."
