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As soon as I walked into that room and looked into that position, I could feel that Catherine was still sitting there. And the truth is that the queen died seven years ago.

All these years I have searched for a way to break the spell she has placed on me, and I have searched through the collection of books, but to no avail. In fact, this is also inevitable, after all, I don't even know what she is doing to me, how can I know how to crack it?

Although my body has not been abnormal for the past seven years, as long as the mantra is still in place, there has always been a knot in my heart. Rand has always been very nice to me, and he genuinely treats me as a friend. But as soon as I think of the vicious oath that Catherine had made on me, I feel that the bright smiling face of Rand in my memory immediately becomes ugly and hideous, even if it was not his fault. So sometimes I feel like we're very close, and sometimes I feel like we're very far away.

I only hope that Catherine's spell will not come true one day.

In the hall, the king was sitting on the throne with a serious expression and a little trembling body. He's a lot older than he was seven years ago, and he can't sit still anymore.

On either side of the hall stood a number of people, most of whom were members of the royal family and close to the king. It was evident that the king was very serious about the attack that had been directed at the rand last night.

Although I was a close retainer of the prince, I didn't enter the palace much after moving out of the palace with Rand. The king didn't like me, he didn't want to see me. But because I was a witness to yesterday's kidnapping, he had to meet me, the one who "made him sick", for the sake of his youngest son, whom he loved the most.

I stood in the middle of the lower hall, waiting for their "interrogation" of me. The people standing on either side have different expressions and thoughts.

The two middle-aged men standing in front of him on the left are Rand's two older brothers, and they both look alike, both with curly brown hair. The one who looks tall but has less energy but has a cunning eye is the eldest prince Arnold, and the one who is short but plump is the second prince Aubrey. They were followed by their sons, Byron and Hugo, who were twenty-three or fourteen years old, and looked exactly like their father.

Because Byron and Hugo were also present at Ounila's birthday party yesterday, they were also called over to inquire about the situation.

Standing on the right were a few old ministers, including O'Nila's father, the sly old man who appeared at the banquet yesterday, and I even saw the black yao from another world, who opened a strange shop and gave me divination! Could it be that the "bloody disaster" in his mouth refers to yesterday's events?

I glanced at Wu Yao, a little dissatisfied, but my heart was more confused. Could it be that he was a true "prophet"? I have so many things I want to know. And he saw my emotions, not only did he not show any dissatisfaction, but he even looked at me with a smile. This is just so weird!

The king spoke: "Rosa, what happened yesterday? ”

So I told everyone about the previous things, and of course, I didn't tell the part of Barrow.

Byron and Hugo, who were here yesterday, also said that I was telling the truth.

The king frowned and said, "Are you sure that their original target was the rand?" ”

I glanced at Rand and replied, "They saw my face and found out that they had caught the wrong person and wanted to kill them, but they didn't intend to do so. It can be seen that the reason why they kidnapped Rand is not just a vendetta, and they should keep alive for other purposes. ”

The eldest prince Arnold was a little worried: "Father, will this be the revenge of other countries' forces?" They know that Rand is your favorite child...... Does Father have a clue who did it? Although his face was worried, his eyes were very calm, as if he had not worried about his own brother at all, more like an irrelevant stranger.

The king looked at me with disdain, and did not think of it at all: "I have fought all my life, killed many people, and slaughtered many cities, how can I remember them all?" But if he dares to make a move on my son, I will definitely let him die without a place to bury. After speaking, a cold light appeared in his eyes. It's chilling.

The second prince, Aubrey, laughed out loud at this time, and the king rebuked: "What are you laughing at? ”

Aubrey calmly put away the expression on his face, and said with a straight face: "It's nothing." It's just that I think that if I want to murder a prince, I will send such a few people to kidnap him, which is too hasty, so I have to find some warlock masters, right? How much power can a few white bodies that can't spell have? What's more, the matter came from the Bachelor's Mansion, how could it be so easy for external forces to mix in and lurk in? I think it's clear that there are people in our principality who are making trouble and targeting other princes! As he spoke, his gaze drifted to Arnold, clearly meaningful.

Arnold's face was pale, but his face was visibly gloomy.

However, most of the people present in the room, including the king, did not notice. But Wu Yao and the old man who had appeared at the banquet had subtle expressions and seemed to be thoughtful.

And I can't draw too many conclusions on this matter. Although Arnold and Aubrey looked abnormal, I couldn't tell from the expressions on their faces whether the kidnapping was the work of either of them. And the two have always been at odds, and this time it is possible if it is just an ordinary-for-tat confrontation in the court.

All of a sudden, the king turned out to be angry at me: "Attack the prince? So why didn't you find out in time? What do you eat! You useless little bastard is better than a dog! ”

I didn't speak.

Shut up or be a little bastard, I've gotten used to it for the past seven years. It is probably no secret that the king hates me. I don't know why he hates me so much, and I don't want to know. I am used to just silently not being silent or listening to his reprimands.