The princess blinked. She took a breath. There were more tears. She was quiet for a time longer before she finally spoke again at last. "I am not entirely...sure....what to think."
The princess gulped. She shook her head a bit. "That event that is never mentioned by name." The princess frowned and looked away. She sighed a bit as well.
Cesidia’s expression darkens, then she blurts out, “What can i do to help?” The words die on her lips when she hears the deep ominous tone. “What... is that?”
Cesidia crosses the room with long strides and she picks up a fire stoker. “Stay here, Princess.” She leaves the room in search of the source of the voice. “Who’s there? Who’s doing this?”
Cesidia goes to the courtyard in her procession around the castle. She frowns and hides behind a bush to watch what’s going on. She throws a rock behind the man in the middle from an angle that wouldn’t give her position.