Ivy’s Point of View
The world went entirely silent for a fraction of a second as the boy’s hands flew straight toward my belly. I fell on the lap of Prince Riven and did not fall directly to the ground. My heart beat violently, fear washed over me as I clutched my stomach. I was deeply frightened.
Without wasting a single second, I reached into the hidden pocket of my dress, pulled out a medicine, and immediately swallowed a pregnancy protection pill as a precaution to protect myself, and my unborn babies.
"Subdue him! Do not kill him!" Prince Riven roared, as he held me tightly against his chest, making sure I was completely safe.
Wolf and Blade lunged forward. Wolf slammed his boot onto the boy’s back, pinning him to the dirt path while Blade wrenched his arms behind his back, securing him tightly.
We left the scene, back to the manor. The boy was interrogated right, his eyes twitching wildly as the effects of the drug began to rapidly fade away, leaving him shivering and weak.
Hearing the wild commotion, the manor steward came running inside the room alongside a group of guard scouts. The moment his eyes landed on the child, his jaw dropped in shock.
"Heavens above... I recognize him, Lady Ivy!" the manor steward gasped out, pointing a finger at the boy. "He is Toby, the son of the widow who manages our eastern wheat fields. He is a good, quiet boy. He would never do such a monstrous thing."
The boy suddenly burst into tears, as he collapsed onto the stones. The boy cried and complained hysterically.
"Please, noble lady. I had no choice!" Toby sobbed, showing his hands, where his left index finger was wrapped in bloody rags.
"My mother was captured by two rogue wolves five days ago right at the border line. They threatened me with a finger amputation to force me to harm your unborn child. They told me if I didn’t bump into her belly today, they would skin my mother alive. I had no choice but to comply."
The horror of his confession sent a freezing wave of fear through the entire group. Prince Riven looked down at the shivering child, then at Wolf.
"Take a scouting unit and search the mountain immediately," Dominic commanded, his voice cold as steel. "Find the widow’s holding location. Bring her back alive."
"Understood, Master Dominic." Wolf barked, signaling ten warriors to charge into the deep mountain.
While we waited, I remained seated close to Dominic. About three hours later, Wolf and rest of the guards returned. Wolf looked at us, and he shook his head.
"We found the cave, Master Dominic, Prince Riven," Wolf reported bowing his head. "The guards searched the mountain thoroughly and found the body of the boy’s mother." He reported.
"Body?" Prince Riven repeated.
"She had just been killed minutes before our arrival... her throat was cleanly slit with a blade, and the attackers had already fled without a single trace. They left nothing behind."
Toby let out a piercing, heartbreaking scream of grief, burying his face in his hands as Blade tried to comfort him. The shadow enemy had executed the entire operation with a terrifying precision, by using the child as a disposable weapon, and then silencing the witness the exact second the ambush failed.
Prince Riven didn’t let the fear consume the manor.
"Blade, secure the boy. He should be officially handed to the imperial Criminal Department for their own alignment protection, and make sure additional guards patrol every road and river border surrounding the manor."


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