My legs and in the blink of an eye regained their strength to get up and ran away as I put on my arm that covered my many-decorated mantle with tears racing down my cheeks as soon as I heard the sounds of several steps close to me " We've already taken care of them...Queen Catarina... " This sentence made my legs pretend to be in their places. My face turns yellow and pale... Is what I just heard true...?

My heart beat violently and panicked with my tears, and I was sure of the truth of what I heard when I heard that feminine murmur of a calm, classic...