"I’m sorry, but it seems that My Lady is tired," the maid said. "I will now return her to her room."
"Wait, we’re not finished talking," Misha stated.
Sherry, who was behind the maid, held her head with both hands, groaning in pain.
"Lady Sherry, what’s wrong?" The maid was alarmed by the young lady’s pained expression.
’You used too much of the bewitching scent,’ the blue-eyed lady said to Misha through telepathy. ’The side effect is showing itself.’
’It was a mistake on my part,’ Misha replied. ’I shouldn’t have rushed my interrogation.’
The blue-eyed lady then moved closer to Sherry and took the scent pouch from her waist.
She lightly tapped it to release its fragrance, allowing Sherry to calm down a bit.
The pain in her head disappeared, and her mind cleared as if the haze inside her head had been lifted.
"Thank you," Sherry replied after she regained her senses. "I’ll be returning to my room."
Without even waiting for any reply, the young lady walked away, not wanting to stay with the ladies from the Venom Heart Cabal a second longer.
The maid hurried behind her, making sure that Sherry didn’t collapse along the way.
Only when she was certain that she was a safe distance away from them did Sherry lean on the wall, using it as support to keep herself from standing up.
"Are you alright, Ms. Sherry?" the maid asked in a worried tone. "Did they do something to you?"
"I don’t know," Sherry answered before forcing herself to walk toward the guest room where she and Zion were staying.
She wanted to go someplace safe, but she felt her vision blurring and her strength failing her.
Fortunately, just before she collapsed, Mikhail and Siri passed by, as they were originally strolling to the tower.
Seeing Sherry’s pale expression and wobbling stride, Mikhail hurried to her side. He had already considered the young lady as his sister-in-law, so he couldn’t possibly do nothing when she was in such a terrible state.
When she saw Mikhail, Sherry finally lost consciousness and collapsed.
Mikhail managed to grab her in time before she fell headfirst to the floor.
Without another word, he carried Sherry like a princess and rushed to his brother’s room.
In sync with her beloved, Siri hurriedly told the maid to fetch a healer before she went to look for her mother.
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"Brother!" Mikhail barged into the room while carrying Sherry.
Thirteen had just placed Tiona on the bed so she could sleep properly when the commotion happened.
Seeing his lover’s pale expression, he immediately asked Mikhail to lay her down on the bed beside Tiona.
"What happened to her?" Thirteen asked calmly, but deep inside, he wasn’t as calm as he looked on the surface.
"I don’t know what happened," Mikhail replied. "We came across her in the hallway, and she already looked pale. We can ask the maid who accompanied her for questions."
"Siri ordered her to look for a healer before she went to fetch her mother."
Thirteen nodded before placing his fingers on Sherry’s wrist to check her pulse.
A frown appeared on his face, unhappy with what he discovered. However, since he wasn’t a hundred percent sure of his assumption, he waited until the healer arrived to check on Sherry’s condition.
Kamrusepa also arrived looking very concerned, for Sherry was a special guest in her palace.
"What happened?" Kamrusepa asked the maid who accompanied Sherry. "Tell us everything without missing a single detail."
The maid who felt extremely anxious didn’t hesitate to tell Sherry’s encounter with Misha and the other ladies from the Venom Heart Cabal.
When Thirteen and Kamrusepa heard everything, they instantly knew what had happened.
"Thirteen, let me handle this," Kamrusepa said solemnly. "I promise that I will handle it properly."
"No," Thirteen replied firmly. "I’ll handle this."
The teenage boy’s answer was like a growl, making Siri and the maid flinch.
Perhaps feeling the anger that the teenage boy was exuding, Cranky appeared inside the room as if he had teleported.
"Who are we going to kill?" Cranky asked, which made Kamrusepa flinch next.
If possible, she didn’t want any death inside her palace, but seeing Cranky ready to snap some necks, she decided to accept the situation as is.
’The Venom Heart Cabal can’t put the blame on me for this. They’re the ones that started it,’ Kamrusepa thought.
"Let’s go to the tower, Cranky," Thirteen said. "But don’t kill anyone."
Hearing Thirteen’s statement, Kamrusepa breathed a sigh of relief. However, his next words made her realize that she had celebrated too early.
"Break their legs so they can’t run away," Thirteen replied. "Then break their arms so they can’t do anything stupid."
"What if they resist?" Cranky arched an eyebrow.
"After their limbs are crushed, tell them that if they resist, their necks will be next," Thirteen answered coldly.
"Okay." Cranky nodded. "Should I bring them here afterward?"
"Drop them outside of the room," Thirteen said. "I’ll deal with them there."
Cranky smirked before leaving the room.
Thirteen walked out of the bedroom, and just as soon as he appeared in the hallway, three ladies suddenly crashed in front of him, groaning in pain.
Their arms and legs were bent in weird angles, showing how unhesitant Cranky had been when he broke their limbs first. With their state now, all that was left to do was for Thirteen to handle the talking.
"You!" Misha screamed as soon as she saw Thirteen. "Why?!"
"Stop asking something that you already know the answer to," Thirteen replied coldly. "This time, the one who will ask questions will be me. If you say anything unrelated to my question, I’ll break her."
The teenage boy pointed beside Misha, at the blue-haired lady with tears in her eyes due to pain.
Since none of them could stop him, Thirteen didn’t hesitate to grab the veil that covered the blue-haired lady’s face. He pulled it hard, not caring if she got hurt in the process.
Kate’s death was still fresh in his mind after waking up from his coma a few days ago, so the moment he saw Sherry’s condition, the bloodlust that he had been holding back flared once more.
He gazed coldly at the beautiful lady, whose face was now exposed for him to see.
However, her beauty meant nothing to the teenage boy, who wanted nothing more than to torture her until her mind and body broke completely.