A round moon was hanging above the sea, and a dark red cloud floated across it. The moonlight with a tinge of dark red shone onto a tower at the very top of the castle.
"Let me out!"
A blood-red blade slashed across the screen which looked like a black fog. It only caused some ripples across the screen.
Camilla lowered her hand weakly. There was no way she could damage this screen with her power.
She could see the castle's servants busily preparing for the wedding from where she was. A huge wedding was in preparation and she was the female lead, but she wasn't happy at all.
"Ha." Camilla gradually clenched her fists, and her nails were embedded into her flesh as she smirked, and murmured to herself, "Do you all believe things will go according to your wishes just because you planned the wedding? Don't blame me for destroying this wedding since you all are forcing me to get married."
