Walking around this shabby… no, eerie palace to inspect it, with the accompaniment of Brunna, the other maid who came with her, Grenda was still trying to forget the earlier experience she had gone through.
Her mind was absent, her face blank, but Brunna, seemingly not noticing that, suddenly expressed her worry and said, "Are we really going to kill the prince?"
"Even though he's this small?"
She seemed to falter in her decision, as she suddenly felt sorry for the prince, who was still just a child.
On the other hand, Grenda, who came back to her senses when she heard her, immediately glared at her and said, "What do you mean, killing? We're just here to execute the orders we were given… nothing more, nothing less."
"No matter what happens to him, it doesn't have anything to do with us."
Brunna, pursing her lips at what she heard, said, "But we're the ones poisoning him. With our own hands."
