Prince Henry's death was so sudden.
The public hadn't even recovered from the scolding of the Roman Sword when the Kingdom's first heir was burnt to ashes.
Bewilderment, terror, unease...
All sorts of expressions surfaced on their faces.
The nobles, however, were much calmer.
With grave expressions, they whispered to each other, asking if anyone had clearly heard what Prince Henry had said before he was killed.
The public might not have caught on, but the nobles, who were closest to the scene and wielded transcendent powers, had already realized that Prince Henry must have been silenced.
The one who took action...
It seemed they didn't want a certain name to be revealed!
"Cast...? What Cast?"
"I don't recall hearing a name like that..."
"No, he probably didn't finish speaking, it might only be half, and it could be a surname as well."
Whispers filled the air as the nobles pondered.
