The dripping blood from Xieaniel’s back keeps on repeating in her mind. Olive was still lost in her thoughts when she felt something cold touched her shoulder making her jump from her seat.

“S-Sorry, Lady. I didn’t mean to frighten you.” Said Oriana who drew her hand back. Olive sighed and held her head before shaking it.

“No, I’m not frightened at all.” She reasoned out. “And stop addressing me ‘Lady’ since we’re sisters.”

Oriana stopped for a moment before letting out a faint chuckle. “Yeah. Sisters.”

They stopped and Olive pulled Oriana behind her when the door opened, revealing the three bastards. Olive never lowered her guard ever since...