Evil

“What do you think?”

Ragi moved away from the Empress with a puzzled expression.

“I must confess your highness, I have never seen anything like this. It is strange to me,” Ragi said.

Ivory’s shoulder sagged hopelessly. She was expecting that response. Even in her kingdom, there had never been a record of anything like it.

“So what do we do now? We have less than ten hours to figure this out, Ragi. I don't want my wife going to bed and waking up with more injuries. We need to do something about this,” Styles said.

“I'm sorry, your Majesty but I really don't understand what we can do in this situation. It is a new ailment and it is quite scary,” Ragi sighed.

Ivory stood, begging to be excused. She couldn't take it anymore. The images in her head was scary enough, she didn't need a reconfirmation.

Styles wanted to go after her but Ragi stopped him.

“Maybe Darell can help,” he suggested.

“Right, Darell! Why didn't we think about that earlier? Get her here as soon as possible. I'll go
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