The three beautiful words

Everyone's eyes widened in shock, they were startled to see that Eleanor wasn't dead when they pulled their heads towards her.

They expected to see her head rolling on the floor. However, it was the other way round.

"Zachary!" King Spencer who held his sister in his arms growled as he glared at his personal guard.

Zachary swiftly appeared, grasped the sword from the huge man with a mask, and slash his hand off.

"Argh!" The man had howled piercingly, and he collapsed to the ground.

"I'm sorry my king, but Eleanor is innocent!" Zachary said to king spencer and then he helped Eleanor to stand on her feet.

Eleanor was still shivering in fear, thousands of tensions overwhelmed her as she pictured the scene where her head would have been cut off if not Zachary had intervened.

Everyone was now confused and baffled, the air in the scenery was intense and burdensome.

Amaya who was kneeling beside Willow who had fainted tried to revive her back, but Willow wasn't showing any sign of sti