Sylvia's POV:

Resentment accumulated in my heart. I couldn't control my emotions as I held the dagger tightly. I didn't want to jump into conclusions yet, but I couldn't shake off the possibility.

Rufus put his cold hand over mine and carefully chose his words. "We haven't seen his corpse yet. We still don't know anything for sure."

He then took the dagger from my hand and threw it on the tray.

"Leave it to me," Rufus whispered to clear away my fog of thoughts.

His voice unknotted my tense nerves. I looked up at him, and then slowly I nodded. "Okay." S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Rufus gave my little finger a light squeeze, as if comforting me in silence. That was a brief gesture, but it mattered a lot for me.

"That's enough. The truth is right before your eyes. What else do you want?" Alina cut in angrily.

solid motive at that. As the prince, I have the right to dig into this matter more and find out the truth." "There's no way that's going to happen." There was no trace of hesitation in Alina's tone as

your nonsense. How can we believe that Chet is the murderer just by your mere words? Alina, I'm guessing you're just feeling guilty." Upon hearing what I said, Alina's

pulled a long face and stood in front of me to protect me. "Alina, don't be

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his presence anymore. She was, after all, under Rufus' command. "Anyway, just

this time, a voice laced with grief and indignation resonated from the door. We turned our

are you going to stop me

was Edwin. By the looks of it, it seemed that the soldiers in the forest were all

experts and criminal detectives. They immediately surrounded Alina, just doing what

no choice but to concede. She unwillingly stood aside

stopped me again and signaled

She was utterly

in my impulse to curse at her and just settled on giving her a glare. "What's the meaning of

if my inquiry was ridiculous, Alina sneered and crossed her arms over her chest. "Who are you? What right do you have to go in? Princess Sylvia? Ha! You're funny. You're not a princess until you get married to Prince Rufus. From where I'm standing, you're not,

"You-"

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