Pheia ran hurriedly inside the forest, not minding the twigs that left blood in her exposed skin, like the arms and thighs.She grab her knife tightly as she imagined all possible scenarios of the Prince today. Maybe he was eaten by a pack of wolves, a pack of hyenas, or even bitten by some poisonous animals.Maybe he was now paralyzed and is just waiting to be eaten alive by the beast, or worst, he was now a piece of fleshless bones scattered on the earth's grass floor.She might prefer seeing him paralyzed than just bones, at least she could watch him die... No! No! I am not an assassin anymore that enjoys killing. I am now Pheia, a virtuous young lady, who is generous, helpful, and a lively person. Besides, the prince helps me earlier so I just have to return the favor. But is it him who has paid the favor? So we're quits and even now. So why should I help him? I should have let him die. But my mother
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