"Do you know if Lord and Lady Greenan are still in the capital?"
"I believe they are, Your Highness. They have returned from Duke Greenan's estate several days ago to pay their final respects to the queen," said Mr. Vitas.
He looked at Emlyn intently. He was still surprised to find out that this princess apparently knew the witch and had t her. Did this an... all the rumors were true?
She was actually a princess from Winterre who ca here to get her revenge?
So.. did she really kill the queen?
"Oh.. could you please find Lady Greenan for ?" Emlyn asked.
Mr. Vitas nodded with respect. "I can do that."
"Thank you. I need to talk to her."
"But there is no guarantee that she will be allowed to co here and see you," said Mr. Vitas again. He had heard how Lily Greenan tried to ask permission from the king so she be allowed to see Emlyn in her prison, but the king was too broken to even see anyone and talk to them.
"I hope you will still try," said Emlyn. She was understanding that she couldn't demand anything in her position. She just hoped Lily would believe her. "Please tell Lady Greenan that I hope to see her."
If Lily trusted Emlyn and didn't think she killed the queen, then she would find ways to help Emlyn. At this point, Emlyn really didn't have anyone else she could trust or rely on in the capital.
She hoped her letters would reach her husband soon enough and she could get support from Lily. The rest, she could only rely on fate.
Though... with her situation, things were looking really grim.
Knowing that she was cursed with bad luck, Emlyn didn't have high hope for herself. After the queen's death, she actually saw things very differently now.
Yes, she suspected Ellena was behind Queen Elara's murder, but if the queen was not close to Emlyn, she wouldn't die in the first place. It was the curse that killed her.
Now... what would happen to Mars and Harlow in the future if they stayed in her life? Maybe they would have the sa fate as the queen.
Emlyn shuddered as she thought about the possibility of Harlow died stillborn or in infancy, like all Queen Elara's other children. That was every mother's worst nightmare.
If that really happened, Emlyn would bla herself. She knew she was cursed, yet she didn't leave and inflicted her bad luck on the people she loved. Wouldn't that make her responsible?
***
"My Lady, this is your dinner. Mr. Vitas asked to bring so lemons for you to help with your digestion," said the maid who ca to bring her food in the evening.
"Thank you. Please put them on the table."
Once the maid left her chamber, Emlyn got to work. She took a blank paper and a quill. She took the lemons and squeezed them into a small bowl. With the help of the candlelight, she sat down and started writing her letter.
She learned this technique from Maxim last year. To write a secret letter he used invisible ink made of lemon drops. To read the words, one must warm the paper on fire. The lemon ink would show on the blank paper after the fire ward it.
People who didn't know this technique would think the paper was blank and there was nothing on it. So, it was perfect to send secret ssages.
When Emlyn learned how to do it for the first ti, she was so impressed. Maxim had so many tricks up his sleeves. Whenever she thought she had seen it all and nothing could impress her anymore, he changed her mind.
She rembered asking him one day about his background and what made him so resourceful. The man just shrugged and said, "Because I am really smart?"
Emlyn rolled her eyes so hard and then hit the man on his shoulder. "Tch!"
"So, you are saying I'm not smart?" he asked back.
They were sitting by a small bonfire, with a stick in their hands as they were roasting rabbit at, Emlyn's favorite. Maxim caught two rabbits with the traps he made earlier. It was then that he taught her how to trap animals.
Emlyn who just lost her teacher and got stuck with Maxim was worried about what to eat since they were stranded in the forest and there were no villages around where they could buy food.
Maxim chuckled when he heard her grumbling tummy. He whipped out three traps in no ti and an hour later they were enjoying roasted at. It tasted quite good because apparently Maxim always carried salt and seasonings with him.
"Yes, you are smart," Emlyn had to admit. "However, I can't help but wonder how did you learn all those tricks."
"I read a lot," Maxim replied nonchalantly. "I have also t many smart people during my travels and I always make sure to pick their brain."
"How long have you been on the road by the way?" Emlyn asked again. "What about your family? Do you still have parents? Where do they live? Don't you miss them?"
"Whoa... whoaaa.. hold on. Is this an interrogation? An interview.. or a background check?" Maxim replied jokingly. "So many questions."
"Up to you," said Emlyn. She took her at from the fire and took a bite. The roasted at was so delicious. "I am just curious to know who you are and where do you co from."
When they first t, Emlyn thought Maxim was also a traveler like her who ca from Terra, since he spoke her language.
However, once they encountered other people in Atlantea, this guy spoke to them in the local language perfectly. Then she realized Maxim was actually from Atlantea, but he just happened to speak many languages.
"I ca from a country in the central part of Atlantean continent," finally, Maxim replied. "It's quite boring actually. There is nothing there. That's why I left."
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