Chapter 222 The Last Witch (27)
Although Princess Elisa said that Zimina's life should be spared first, few people agreed with her.
Most people did not express their opinions, but the earls with the highest status directly expressed their opposition.
"Your Highness, Princess Elisa, you've been raised in seclusion. It's best you refrain from interfering too much in matters of state. This isn't a game of house, nor is it a tea party or a dance... I just can't understand why you're speaking up for a lowly gypsy woman."
After all, although Elisa is the king's sister, she cannot "interfere in politics."
Among the group of nobles who came for hunting, she was the one with the most noble status, but not the one with the most say.
The royal family's expectations and requirements for a princess are just to be a beautiful doll, a mascot that can be used to exchange resources with neighboring countries.
Princess Alyssa pursed her lower lip and wanted to argue a few more words.
But an earl rudely called the soldiers forward and said, "Come on! It's getting late. Send Her Royal Highness back to her room to rest. This kind of unclean thing will scare the Princess. If His Royal Highness knew about it, he would blame us for not taking good care of the Princess..."
"Let's see who dares to come up! I'll kill anyone who comes up!"
Princess Elisa had a bad temper. She suddenly turned around, pulled out a sword from a guard's waist, and held it across her body.
Everyone was shocked.
No one expected her to be so strong-willed.
It would not be fun if the princess got hurt.
Viscount Santa Cruz was particularly nervous.
This is his territory! A mad prince is already a headache for him. If a princess is injured, then he, his sons, daughters, and all his relatives will have no hope of surviving!
He frantically tried to smooth things over, humbly asking the princess, "Your Highness, there must be a reason for you doing this. Let's talk calmly... talk... Can you please put down the knife first?"
Princess Elisa spoke for a long time, her eyes flickering. She pointed at Zimina and said, "She cast the spell on the prince. If it's to be lifted, she's the only one who can do it, right? If you torture her or send her to the church to be burned at the stake, what will happen to the prince? If he returns to the capital like this, won't the king blame him?!"
The logic was clear and irrefutable, and everyone who was shouting had to shut up.
It was already late at night, and it would be dawn in two or three hours. The earls had no choice but to agree to imprison Zimina first, and then interrogate her during the day after everyone had recovered.
...Tokiho hid in the dark and watched the whole process, deep in thought.
Princess Elisa is so different from the others.
There was neither resentment nor contempt in her eyes when she looked at Zimina, but rather a hint of pity.
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Zimina was taken to a heavily guarded solitary cell.
Although the nobles agreed to spare her life for the time being, it did not mean that they would treat her well.
The Count was dissatisfied with being scolded by Princess Elisa, so he privately found Viscount Santa Cruz and asked him to give Zimina a hard time.
Viscount Santa Cruz dared not disobey.
In just one day, his mental journey was full of twists and turns and ups and downs.
When the prince first got into trouble, he was worried to death, but later he secretly rejoiced that Qimina was not a big threat. Her skills were far inferior to Shisui's, and he finally let go of his worries.
Zimina's hands and feet were tied to an iron pole. The Grand Steward ordered soldiers to carry out the mildest punishment possible, which was not fatal. Every five minutes, they pressed her head into ice water to suffocate her. They used tools to force her eyes open and then smoked her with thick smoke. They also released rats to bite her toes.
But before the punishment could begin, the soldiers guarding outside the cell and preparing to carry out the execution inside suddenly felt dizzy and then fainted on the ground.
Tokiho easily dealt with the guards, kicked open the cell door, and went in to rescue Zimina.
"You didn't get hurt or suffer any harm, did you?"
Shisui untied the ropes on Qimina's hands and feet and asked about her condition.
Zimina wiped the sweat from her face and smiled cheerfully, "It's okay! That man was drunk. I knocked him down without much effort. I didn't give him any advantage at all!"
"That's good... Tomorrow, the church will come to question Viscount Santa Cruz. It will be a chaotic scene... Just hold on for a few days, and I'll help you escape."
Tokiho ordered Zimina to stay in the cell first to confuse the nobles and make them think that she had omnipotence, thus deepening their fear of the "witch".
It's 4 a.m. now, and most people are asleep.
Tokiho brought some food for Zimina to fill her stomach.
They chatted happily, thinking that no one would bother them.
But just as Qimina swallowed a pancake, Shisui heard footsteps around the corner of the corridor.
"Shh! Someone's coming."
Tokiho gestured to silence Zimina.
Qimina got nervous and gulped, swallowing half of the pancake into her throat. It was so choked that she felt very uncomfortable, but she dared not say a word.
Shi Sui pricked up her ears and listened carefully. There was only one person's footsteps outside, and the frequency was fast and frequent. She guessed it was a short girl... Could it be her?
Shi Sui frowned, dodged and leaned against the door frame of the cell, looking outside.
It was indeed her...Princess Alyssa!
She came alone without any guards or maids following her.
Princess Elisa walked forward in the corridor in the dark. When she was about to reach the cell door, she saw soldiers lying all over the ground.
"What's going on?!!"
She gasped and was so scared that she wanted to run back.
And Tokiho showed her face from the darkness.
In two steps, he went around to Princess Elisa's back and pulled her dress.
"Hey, Princess, you're a guest now, come in and have a seat~~"
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