Confused by the loud noise coupled with my screams, the servant who heard the incident came running toward me.
Mr Roderick, who seemed to give in, threw his sword into the pile of snow and then turned toward my direction. Unfortunately, it seem the Crown Prince wasn't on the page.
With all my might, I forced my feet and strolled towards Mr Roderick with the pile of snow getting thicker, causing my feet to sink, almost tripping, but I managed to approach him.
As soon as my hand reached his coat, his face became perplexed, but it wasn't the time to explain anything; then I pulled him to the edge, leading him to fall into a pile of snow before the Crown Prince could swing his sword right at Mr Roderick's head.
Unfortunately, I didn't think about my fate at that time.
At that moment, my eyes focused on the silver sword swinging towards my face, and I could only hear a little voices calling my name.
Sonded panic.
Some were shocked.
