Witch's Daughter And The Devil's Son Chapter 4: Scaring The Idiots

Chapter 4:Scaring The Idiots

Although everyone was staring at , it didn't scare , and I withstood their accusing glares calmly.

Martha imdiately ca to stand beside . Even though she annoyed most of the ti, she was the only person who ca to protect .

"Why did you do it?" one middle-aged lady asked . If I rembered her correctly, she was one of the King's concubines as well as the Queen's puppet.

"She didn't do it," Martha replied on my behalf.

I didn't like what Martha did because I wanted to be the one to speak up for myself, but then it felt good to have at least one person by my side.

I looked at my father, King Arn, who remained silent as if he had expected Martha to protect . The woman next to him looked troubled, but I knew her expression was fake. Queen Niobe was, in fact, pleased by the situation, but as the Mother of the Kingdom, she had to pretend otherwise.

"You are just a servant, so stay out of it," berated another woman who was one of the Queen's relatives.

Martha was about to say sothing, but I held her arm lightly to stop her. She turned to , and I gave her an assuring look in response.

Finally, the King spoke, but he said nothing about the fire nor the accusation against . He simply ordered Martha, "Take the Third Princess back to her place."

Suddenly, one older man stepped forward and bowed to the King. "Your Majesty, this is not the right way to deal with this. No cri should go unpunished."

Another man stepped forward as well and bowed. "If we let this pass, what would our guests, especially the groom's family, think?"

With this, the rest of the officials from the royal court stepped out to agree. They all bowed to the King and repeated, "We seek justice, Your Majesty."

The won representing the groom's side felt like they had to voice their opinion out into the open as well. One of them said, "Your Majesty, the Second Princess is to be joined to the Griven's royal family, and as part of our family now, we will not allow anyone to bring harm to her."

Others raised their voices to agree with them as well, and the King had to listen to them. All were influential people in the royal court who ca with their families.

First Princess Giselle and Second Princess ira looked pleased with what's happening. Although they did not speak out, they stood together with eager expressions on their faces as if they were enjoying a show.

The King turned to . "Do you have anything to say?"

For the first ti, I felt like I was finally given an opportunity to protect myself, and he trusted to make well use of it.

I maintained my calm and looked at the accusers. "Why do you all think I did it?" I asked.

"Only witches can do it," said one noblewoman.

"That I know, but why would I do it?"

"Why else? Because you are jealous of Second Princess ira and want to spoil her happiness!" "How can you be so sure?" I countered.

"Isn't it obvious?" the woman scoffed. "Witches are always crafty and hurt others."

Even if I had scread my heart out saying I didn't do it, they would never believe . They only saw things they wanted to see and only listened to words they wanted to hear. It's better for to act along with their fears, as it looked to be the only way these people would understand what it truly ant to be a witch.

I could have left, and no one would have dared to stop , but how could I miss the chance to scare them and see those amusing scared faces?

'Idiots asked for it.'

I moved my right hand, and the two won in front stepped back in fear as if I had lashed out an attack on them. They were staring in horror at the blue scales on the back of my palm.

I observed my palm as I twirled my fingers to check on every side. "I wonder if my powers are becoming stronger now that I have the capacity to burn that huge curtain in just a minute." I looked at Martha. "If we burn that huge curtain normally, it will at least take twenty minutes, right?"

Martha nodded, and the others waited to see what I would have said, or rather they were curious to know if I admit it was my doing.

Clang! Thud!

One tal vase fell from its stand. The First Princess had stepped back as if on reflex, unmindful of the noise she caused. Her expression was priceless—she had probably recalled a certain traumatic experience.

I smirked. "I an, last ti when I supposedly burned the First Princess' clothes, I rember there was only the sll of burning, but no pungent sll of oil. My, but today, is it just my nose, or is it as if soone had coated that curtain in the flammable oil? Since when did my powers allow to produce flammable oil? At this rate, I can certainly burn this entire palace in a mont."

After hearing it, everyone held their breaths as if I would really do it. I looked at those won. "Isn't it fascinating?"

"Are you scaring us?" One man ca forward, another of Queen Niobe's relatives, and appeared to be husband to one of those won.

Of course, it scared them. I scared them.

Only if they could see the smirk on my lips, it would have been even more effective. 'This damn veil.'

"I just had an urge to try it," I explained, and others went speechless.

When scaring them almost worked, I heard one pitiful voice.

"What did I do to you to harm ? Why do you have to spoil my day?" It was Second Princess ira who spoke, taking upon herself the role of a victim. "You are a witch, but it's not my fault."

I stared at her. "Trust ; I'm happier being a witch than a fake person."