Chapter 94 Let The Necklace Decide

• “You… no. Fuck—” Lady Celestia stammers, her lips trembling as though they've forgotten how to form words. Her jaw practically hits the marble floor, and I swear, if she doesn’t close her mouth soon, flies might start nesting there.
• “You… you’re the daughter?” she gasps, her pupils darting around like she’s trapped in a nightmare she can’t wake up from.
• I tilt my head slightly, not bothering to hide my smirk. “Why do you look so shocked? Isn’t this the same hall where you stabbed me? Tied me up like a fucking animal?” I sneer. “You thought you killed, didn’t you? How does it feel knowing you failed?”