Chapter 39 The Face-Off

• "Wha... what is this?! Where is the Prince?! He's supposed to meet me here, right?!" Ashina demanded, feigning ignorance of the obvious. With the situation and the wry smile Morticia wore, she knew Juan had no hand in this. Morticia, her maid, had only lured her here to kill her. Her heart began to race, and she tried her best to control her breathing. Soon she was going to be panting. Morticia let out a scoff.
• "Are you only acting oblivious to this or are you so dumb, that you can't tell what you're in for? It's probably the latter. Coming here to marry our Prince has to be your dumbest move ever. Well, whichever the case may be, allow me to make it clear to you. Juan is probably resting in his quarters right now, and he has no idea. You will fall off this cliff, die, and your death will remain a mystery to everyone!" Morticia laughed ominously.
• Ashina's heart skipped a beat. Though she had never witnessed Morticia smile, she just couldn't imagine that she could have so much ill will contained in her. It spilled through the way she spoke. Ashina's eyes flicked around her to see if somehow, she could still make it. It didn't seem to be possible. She stood at the edge of the cliff. If she tried to run, Morticia was simply going to push her. She knew the same thing was going to happen if she tried to pounce on Morticia. She also knew she had to move with caution because the edge where she stood was fragile and could break off. She wished to curse herself for "stupidly" walking towards the edge, but she knew not to blame herself. She innocently wished to see the view. Seeing the high possibility of this being her last moment alive, her tough front dissolved and she broke a tear.