"Stealed?"
The velvet voice slid through the entire palace made of crystal. The crystal was so scarlet that it almost turned purple, making the man sitting on the throne smile like a devil. The only steward below the main hall.
She shuddered for a moment, but quickly covered it up with training.
On the high seat, the man who was so evil that no one dared to look at her gently pursed his lips, and said with satisfaction and evil intentions: "It seems that I have found you! My queen! Where are you going to escape this time?"
In the gloom, no one saw the incredible light that flashed in the man's eyes, and a touch of shocking purple disappeared in that wild eye socket.