Not many bats an eye on her words. Some was interested but most of them? They were just watching from above, inside their little tents with wild smile drenched in a sense of greedy desire for blood. None of them seemed to be in their right mind, looking drunk, drunk by blood lust. Arabella who had seen those gazes fell on her knew that no matter what she said was futile as these people would do anything to have fun, even if it means killing people.
Arabella clenched her dress and lifted her eyes over Queen Morgana. She whispered aloud, "Don't you know what goes around comes around?"
Queen Morgana looked back at her as though unimpressed by how she was struggling to be alive. Her lips formed into a wide smile, her eyes clinking with pride, "When you are in a high ranking position, little monster, nothing will ever comes back to you."
"Oh it will," Arabella whispered, "It will."
