Chapter 543: The culprit
"Miss Arizona, what’s the matter? I will find the hairbrush right away," Prakrith immediately started looking for her hairbrush as Arizona went hysterical.
"Are you sure you left it here?" Prakrith asked.
Arizona looked at her, her eyes almost looking maniacal.
"Who came to my room?" Arizona asked before in a split second, she pushed Prakrith into the wall, her hand gripping the witch’s neck in a tight grip.
"You were the one responsible for ensuring the safety of this room, no? Who came here? Huh? Are you one of them? Are you with them? H-how did my hair brush vanish out of the blue? Answer me, damn it!" Arizona looked at the witch straight into her eyes.
Prakrith’s face contorted in pain as she struggled for the witch to let go of her neck.
She gasped for air, flailing her legs in the air helplessly.
"I... I don’t know what you are talking about, Miss Arizona. Please believe me. No witch entered this area. I was here all the time. How can you accuse me of being one of them? I have always been with you," Prakrith struggled to speak every single word.
"Lies. Lies! Everything you are saying is nothing but a big fat lie! How could you not know? I told you to keep a look at my room in my absence, didn’t I?" Arizona slammed Prakrith harder into the icy wall, making the witch cough blood at the intensity.
Kadakali, who wanted to ask Arizona about what her further orders were regarding the training of the white witches, looked at the scene in horror and rushed to them.
"Queen Arizona, what are you doing? She will die at this rate. Look at her pale face," Kadakali shouted to snap Arizona out of her crazy state.