Chapter 112: Leave before anyone sees!
Anastasia finally drew in a breath, which she had been holding until that moment, and when she looked at the floor nearby, her brown eyes fell on a trail of blood that had trickled close to her feet. She heard the echo of the receding footsteps of the only surviving assistant of the Elder minister who had entered earlier, now fleeing from the corridors and the palace.
It wasn’t just her who was shocked to the very core by the sight of the gore presented before them. Aziel’s mouth opened and closed in disbelief before quickly waving his hand to the servants, who took less than a second to bolt from the scene without uttering a sound.
"Fuck," the Mother Queen cursed.
"Grandmother!" Emily scolded her in a whisper for her choice of words.
"I warned you not to provoke him, but Niyasa has made a grave mistake. I am not sure how to get her out of it," the Mother Queen whispered, her words carrying quite clearly to Dante’s ears in the quiet corridor.
"You are right about that," Dante said, his face turning to look at where Niyasa stood.
Princess Niyasa, still recovering from the shock, felt her body stiffen as she sensed Dante’s red eyes and face turn in her direction. Blood had splattered on her too, but she couldn’t comprehend what had just happened, and her lips moved, but not a word escaped her mouth.
"My dear sister," Dante addressed Niyasa, who looked scared. "What have you done?" His tone carried a hint of reproach.
"W—What did you do?" Niyasa stuttered, unable to fathom how it was possible. This brother of hers had no ability, yet he had done something no one here had ever seen or heard of before.
"Your consistent displays of disrespect suggest that you need a lesson in manners, as letting it slide again will only fuel further misbehaviour," Dante stated, his eyes directed downward at her short figure.
The Mother Queen, desperate to avoid losing any more family members, even if they were stupid and made foolish choices, pleaded by saying, "Do not kill her, Dante."