*SOMEONE’s POV*
“Let’s talk,” the black haired woman at her 40’s whispered to me and so we both walked our way to a hallway where no one will notice us.
“Is there a problem?” I asked her.
“Yes, there is, and you know what I’m talking about,” she said as I felt her piercing glares at me.
“Zarah Bella is alive, ” I replied to her, trying to avoid her look.
“What should I do?” I asked her.
I’m not very sure what should I do now, I don’t want anyone to find out about what I did to the princess.
“Do not worry, this time we will not let her live any longer, ” she replied.
How? The princess is very clever and smart, she could have guessed already that someone is trying to get rid of her.
“Here, take this and give it to her, ” the woman spoke again. I looked at the silver pouch in her han
