Caradella put her finger on the tip of the corpse’s nose.

‘Definitely dead.’

The report would have already gone to the royal family, so it could not be reversed. She pressed back her hood, which Caradella had worn deep down. Caradella also heard the news of Norfe’s suicide, but it was too late for her, who had already been missing from the capital.

It was after the news had already entered the royal family.

Caradella stared at Prince Norfe with a blank gaze.

His strangely bent neck, arms, and legs showed no fear.

Death was always by Caradella’s side, and her loyalty and justice for her kingdom remained unchanged.

Like the former royal family members, Norfe’s death, of course, involved Caradella’s will.

It was only natural that there were a few Caradella people left in the mansion where Norfe lived. She encouraged them to fuel Norfe’s frustration and dissatisfaction.

The nobles did not see any expectations from Norfe.

No matter how chaotic the times were, there were bound to be people who wanted to pursue their own interests by caring for their desires. Those who want to set up a stupid scarecrow royal family and pursue their profits. However, the one remaining Norfe had no future.

Hasn’t he already been castrated?

Norfe was completely excluded from the direct line. It didn’t really matter that Caradella killed Norpe through a nobleman.

However, Alyssa cautioned softly.

She told her not to challenge the king’s authority any longer. It was also a warning that the kingdom’s order should no longer be broken, so Caradella chose a detour. For Norfe to choose suicide by himself, unable to overcome the emotional pressure.

And she succeeded.

“Hoo.”

Caradella stepped back.

Alyssa is honest and kind but clever. She may also notice that the abyss of this death is dubious, but she will cover it.

It was so that the kingdom would not be disturbed anymore…

‘It would be better this way for the trashy Norfe’s life.

Norfe wasn’t the kind of person who could stand that he was no longer royalty and had nothing to enjoy. He was a nobody, pushed on the street. He went out on the street on his own and claimed to be a vagrant.

Because he couldn’t overcome his own psychological pressure.

It was a long death spurred by Caradella, but since Norfe himself made the choice…

Caradella hid her body in the dark with a fishy smile on her face.

***

Alyssa never thought of herself as a king.

She is overly sentimental.

Her emotions easily swayed her, and her heart was often weakened. She was fortunate enough that she knew it. As soon as she learned of Norfe’s death, Seidrick came to her and came to visit her. He was worried about Alyssa, who was alone in her heartache.

Alyssa, who remained alone in the office, greeted Seidrick.

“Seidrick…”

“I came here because I thought you would make a face like that.”

“I… What kind of face do I have?”

Alyssa patted her own face. Dania knew that Alyssa needed time to sort out her feelings, and she left. And she urgently called for Seidrick.

Dania was her best aide in how she knew how to make up for Alyssa’s shortcomings.

“… you look like you’re all alone in the world.”

Seidrick mumbled in a sad voice. He knew that Alyssa’s heart was as transparent and clear as a grain of glass. No matter how foolish she was, Alyssa was a good person by nature.

Seidrick also knew that the traces of the royal family remained at the end of her heart. Seidrick sat across from Alyssa.

Dania said, ‘The moderately warm tea prepared in advance was in Sir Seidrick’s hand. It is also accompanied by sweet refreshments to suit her palate.’

The face that looked around Seidrick this morning with a fluttering expression on her face now had a heavy depth of water on her face. He doesn’t know why things were so difficult for Alyssa. Seidrick handed the teacup directly into her hand.

“Drink it; it will warm your heart.”

Alyssa’s eyes twinkled.

The queen died, the king died, and Vanessa and Kruno died. Is that all? Even the one remaining Norpe eventually ended his own life. It happened in less than three months. Alyssa is trembling alone over the death that no one mourns.