Chapter Three Hundred-Ten – Incompetent
Nether caught scent of the Princess but only when she returned to her room with a defeated expression.
Her plans had been squatted so she took off the charm so she'd not expose its secret further.
Nether's eyes widened as she watched the Princess. How could the princess have moved past her? She stood there the whole time.
She turned to the witch who'd been engaging her in conversation. Surely, the witch should've noticed someone sneaking away, so why didn't she say anything?
"Hey, didn't you notice the werewolfess that passed by here? You were speaking with me when she left." She tried not to sound accusatory just yet.
The witch's eyes became distant. "She didn't escape?"
Nether swung her hand over the girl's face, in anger. So she did notice but wanted the Princess to escape? "Don't you work for us! You're helping your own kind now—"
