Rosalind tried to ignore Magda's presence as she slowly healed the King's poison, but for so reason, she could not help but feel that sothing was amiss in this room. She turned around again.
"I will not harm you," Magda said.
"Not you," Rosalind responded. She stopped what she was doing and walked towards the wall behind Magda. She touched it and for a few seconds felt nothing.
Then it hit her.
The familiar anguish and despair. Her eyes widened.
"There is sothing behind this wall," Rosalind said. She thought of the reason why this would be in this room and only found one. They wanted to kill the King using the sa thod and then fra the Wugarians Lucas and his people. It was not a secret that the King of Lonyth adored Lucas.
Lucas often visited the King, and the fact that those boxes were from Wugari and that there were explosives in the King's room was enough to tell her everything.
They wanted to pin everything on Lucas.
"What is it?"
"I need you to take this wall."
"That's not possible, everyone would be able to hear us. Moreover, it would create a really large hole in the wall."
Rosalind nodded at that. Without saying a word, she tried to absorb the darkness without directly touching it.
"I need you to buy so ti," Rosalind said. She could absorb it, but it would take her too long. "It would take hours to finish this." Touching it directly was simply different.
"I will stay by your side."
Rosalind nodded. She closed her eyes just as the mories started. She knew this would affect her both physically and ntally, but she did not have a choice. This was ant for the King and maybe even for Lucas. She needed to get rid of it.
Just as she said, she finished absorbing it after a few hours. This ti, she did not experience the fatigue that she felt the other night. She imdiately concluded that it must have been because she was slowly absorbing it this ti. She made a ntal note to do that next ti if she had the luxury of ti.
"Are you alright?" Magda asked.
"Yes."
"His Grace said to remove you from this place if you"
"No. I am fine."
"The Duke said, your safety is the highest priority."
"Thank you, Magda. Now, please let heal the King."
This ti, Magda moved and let her approach the King. By now, it was already dark outside. aning, they only have a few more hours before the coronation. That also ant that she only had a few more hours to absorb the rest of the bomb.
Luckily, Lucas already told his people to locate them. In case Rosalind could not finish absorbing the darkness, the Duke's n were going to take the circular object and leave this place.
If they had people who knew about the location, why not just let those people take the explosives and throw them away tonight?
The answer was pretty simple.
Lucas and Rosalind did not want to make the perpetrator panic, they had no plans to beat the bush and startle the snake. They did not know what those people were capable of and what they were prepared to do just to finish whatever it was that they started.
They did not want to risk the people that would join the coronation.
Why not just stop the coronation?
That was honestly the worst thing that could happen as again, they did not know what those people were prepared to do just to finish their mission. Moreover, they needed to know if those people planted other explosives in other places aside from the plaza and the palace.
This ti, Rosalind hastened the treatnt just so she could absorb the darkness from all of those explosives.
After all, ti was running out.
"Ah!" Rosalind suddenly clutched her head.
"Miss Rosie? Are you"
"I am fine. Let " Magda was already supporting her. She straightened her back and smiled. The sudden pain in her head vanished as quickly as it ca. The pain was so sudden that it surprised her. However, it wasn't exactly that painful, in fact, it only felt like a needle a small prick from a needle.
"I am going to heal the poison," Rosalind said. "That will give him ti. However, I don't think I have the ti to absorb all the darkness today. I will absorb what I can, then we can leave."
They have no ti to waste.
However, for the first ti since they t, Magda looked a little worried.
"Are you going to be fine?" she asked.
Hearing this, Rosalind smiled while shaking her head. "Did he tell you that he would kill you if sothing happens to ?" she asked.
"Worse."
Now, that answer surprised her. "What is worse than death?"
"You would not want to know."
Rosalind shrugged. Honestly, it made her very curious. However, she had no ti to delve into their topic now. She pushed it out of her head and concentrated on healing the King.
After another two hours, she was finally done.
"We will leave," Rosalind said.
However, just as she was about to walk out of the room, her head started hurting again.
'How dare a mortal challenge ?' an icy voice echoed inside her head.
"What?" Rosalind asked.
"What?" Magda responded, confused.
"Did you say sothing?"
"Uh no."
Rosalind frowned. She thought she heard the voice of a woman. Was she hearing things? Is this because of the mories of the people who suffered to make those explosives? Again, she shook it out of her head.
"We should go."
"What about you?" Magda asked.
"This is not enough to kill ," Rosalind uttered. She was well aware that even she was not convinced that she would survive it if the darkness inside her body would run rampant. Lucas ntioned sothing about bursting, but she wasn't sure if that was true. After all, she had never heard of soone who had the power of darkness, even in her past life.
Either way, she was determined to survive.
"I think sothing is wrong..." she heard Magda say.
"What is it?" There were guards outside of the door, so it would be hard for them to leave that way, so they chose to leave through the window. Rosalind wondered if this had sothing to do with that.
It was not until they got back to the Inn and into their room that Magda found sothing wrong.
"You" Magda pointed at her hand. "Your hand. Sothing is wrong with your hand."
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