---- "Twill interrogate her personally," the Regent offered, eager to fix ---- the mess his son had caused.


    Despite his resentment, it didnt even cross his mind toin about Selenia sewing Maxwells mouth shuthe wasnt that foolish.


    "No need, stay where you are.


    I''ll handle it myself," Sigrid didn''t give him the chance.


    She approached themoner, who moaned in pain, trying to sit up despite her injuries.


    Katherine had barely managed to save her, but her body was still weak.


    "Easy, slow down.


    Everything is fine," Sigrid knelt down to support her.


    Ss followed closely behind, his peripheral vision never leaving Baltazar and his son.


    If they so much as nced at his woman the wrong way, a sewn mouth would be the least of their problems.


    "Tha...


    thank you for saving...


    Oh, you''re not her," the girl managed to say, frowning in pain as she clutched her stomach.


    The blood-soaked fabric clung to her skin.


    She realized this wasnt the noblewoman who had rescued her.


    This one had brown hair, and brown eyes...


    or was she mistaken? She was about to open her mouth again as Sigrid examined her, but when her erratic eyes drifted past the Regents back, to the red ---- eyes, the pitiful face, and the mouth...


    the mouth sewn shut like a dolls!...


    she let out a piercing scream of terror.


    A terrified scream tore through her throat.


    "Don''t let the guards take me! Hes going to kill me like he did our child...! Aahhh, our child, my child!" she shrieked hysterically, realizing something crucial.


    Her desperate hands wed at the fabric covering her stomach, ripping it in a frantic attempt to reach her belly.


    Between gasping sobs, she confessedshe was the Regents sons lover.


    He had promised her so many things, and like a fool, she believed him.


    She hade to tell him she was pregnant.


    The man panicked and shot her in cold blood.


    "Dont lie! Dont be afraid of their powers, tell the truth! My son saved you from that witchs attack!" Baltazar stepped forward, trying to coerce her, bribe her with his words.


    "As Regent, I will grant you every benefit if you expose a violent supernatural! His Majesty will not allow..." His words and usations froze in his chest, unable to rise past his throat.


    A thin red line started forming on his neck, expanding more and more.


    "Enough." Sss cold voice rang out, quiet yet deadly, in the ---- garden clearing.


    He barely moved his fingers, didnt even raise his hand much, despite being several meters away from the elemental.


    Now, Baltazar tried to speak between strangled gasps.


    Blood cascaded down from his severed throat.