The moment Asmodea appeared, she took control of the entire inner court, her crimson vines swirling to form a pool of blood. With closed eyes and elegant movements, she led the other women as if in command.
"Velvet, please help Duke Qwass, Sister, can you support the elves fighting the trolls."
In the past, Liana used to be someone who remained quiet due to her curse. When growing up, it was always her sister, or aunt, who would take action for the kingdom.
However, that didn't mean she didn't hold concerns and ideas to improve the kingdom.
Her dark lashes fluttered, gazing across the grim battlefield covered in blood, bodies, and battle.
What could a feeble princess have done?
When she couldn't leave her room in the fear of collapsing.
"Alice, please support me, keep those hobgoblins and orcs away from me. I hate their stench, and our beloved lord might get jealous."
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