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Danika followed Baski to the backyard where the woman ordered her to carry some woods to the store and arrange it properly.
She'd wanted to question Baski but already, the older woman dismissed her by turning and on doing another thing altogether.
How would Baski bring her out from something as important as 'Introduction' according to the kings, just for her to carry log of woods?
Something is definitely off.
Time dragged by. The more Danika carried the wood, the more her back prickled. Her chest became heavy. She was feeling uncomfortable.
Something is off. Something is definitely wrong. Whatever it is, is very bad to be affecting her this way.
She forgot all about a slave never questioning orders and she dropped the next log of wood she carried.
"B-Baski...?" She called. It surprised her that her voice was trembling.
"What is the matter?" Baski dropped the broom and stared at her.
But, Danika found out that Baski couldn't look her in the eyes....or at her face.
"What's g-going on, B-Baski? Why am I here i-instead of the Royal Court?" She asked hoarsely.
Her eyes still couldn't meet hers when she said, "Do you have to question orders? You just do what you're asked to and leave the rest until you're asked to."
But her words didn't come out as harsh and hard as she wanted it to because her voice trembled in the end.
Danika's heard suddenly caught on her throat. Something has gone so wrong, her mind whispered dreadfully.
Danika whimpered and shook her head repeatedly. She took two steps back, turned and started running towards the direction that leads to the Royal Court.
"Danika! You can't go there!" Baski's shout followed behind her.
What's happening!? Danika's mind was in turmoil. This isn't just Baski saving her or anything, something is terribly wrong.
King Cone's daughter can't just dissapear from the Royal Court and everywhere is still so peaceful. What's going on!?
No one can be a fast runner in a big long extravagant corset gown, and so she can only run in a minimal pace, which made it easy for Baski to catch up with her several feet before the door.
Baski grabbed her by the arm and whirled her forcefully around. "What's wrong with you!?" She demanded, but there were tears in her eyes.
Danika's heart flew out of her chest at the sight of those tears. "W-What's going o-on? What's h-happening?"
"She wouldn't want you here, Danika. Come on, let's go. Now....!" Baski dragged her hand.
Danika dug her feet to the floor, not moving an inch. "She...? Who's she....?"
Music started playing inside the courtroom. They heard laughter and shouts and cheerful words. The celebration was going well.
"Who's she, Baski?" Danika asked again, her throat suddenly dry.
"If you go in there, you'll ruin everything and all her efforts will be in vain, do you hear me!? You wouldn't achieve anything going in there except putting the both of you and Sally into more trouble! They will execute her! All her efforts will be in vain!" Baski whispered heatedly.
Danika froze. Her throat suddenly went so dry like sandpaper and she gulped. "S-Sally?"
"Oh, Creator." Baski moaned when she found out what she said. She's been so agitated, she'd made a mistake.
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