The next morning, the soldiers had all gathered around the grand duke and grand duchess who explained to them what happened.
Some still had trouble believing but they were convinced once the grand duke expressed his support for the grand duchess. They knew if a man who disliked someone so much believed that person's words, they wouldn't be empty words.
To verify, Cynthia asked to gather all the corpses they could find so that she could identify that strange energy once again.
As the knights were following the orders, Cynthia could not help but wonder if the sense she developed was related to her divine powers— the powers she had inherited from her late mother, Queen Irina, who was a saintess.
Does that mean I am truly a saintess?
She wondered, clenching her fist.
Feeling a gentle caress on her forehead, she flinched and stepped back promptly, ready to attack the person who dared to touch her.
