"Hand over the girl... The bitch dies," said Velmo with his blade pointed at them.
With a sigh, Aurora gently placed Erica on the ground and stood in front of her.
"I'm sorry, but I can't allow that. How about we sit down and have a drink or something until tomorrow?"
She spoke, her hands closing together in a plea.
"You seem to be misunderstanding something. That wasn't a request. I'll ask one more time. Hand over the girl."
"No."
"..."
"..."
"Bring me the girl."
"Right away, your lordship." The guards that stood at every corner of the room all began to move closer to Aurora, their weapons aimed and ready.
After reading her environment to find out she was cornered, Aurora whispered to Erica, "Princess, can you hear me?"
Erica raised her voice, the fear on her face not easily going away.
