Book 3: Chapter 28
“Lucia?!”
A trail of blood ran slowly down the dagger. Lucia looked at Vyvyvan who held her hand as she stood before her. She budged her lips a few times because she was so nervous and despaired that she seemed to be unable to speak. Vyvyan held her hand tightly and was surprised to find that Lucia was so weak she could barely hold onto the dagger. She looked at Lucia blankly. She pitied her and hugged her.
Something suddenly came to Vyvyan’s attention. She grabbed Lucia’s face and anxiously asked: “What’s wrong… child… What’s… Wait! If you’re not by my son’s side, then who’s the person by my son’s side!?”
Lucia was shocked by what she heard as well. Her lifeless body struggled to get up but she seemed unable to stand up. She broke free of Vyvyan’s embrace and crawled towards his highness’s direction.
“Your…high-…ness… Your… Your… Your…”
White foam came forth from Lucia’s mouth as well as indiscernible words. Vyvyan stared blankly at her for two seconds, clenched her teeth and tore the air. Lucia and Vyvyan disappeared like a tornado that came and left.
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“Goodbye, your highness.”
Mera wiped her tears away and then focused her strength into her two hands. I could vividly feel my throat being slit open. I lost my ability to breath in a split second. All the air I breathed in leaked out of my wound. Blood sprayed forth from my neck like a hot spring. The pain of having my throat slit wasn’t the bleeding or the pain of the wound, but the terror of losing oxygen.