Chapitre Thirty-one: The Confirmation
Kero and Yue trapped that person, but he continued to fight, casting spells and attacking the guardians with his sword at the same time. However, to his consternation, they dodged all the attacks and everything was of no use. Thus, he started attacking the officers instead. But Sakura, who was angry at such a person attacking innocent people, cried out, "Wood!" The Wood Card, a beautiful maiden with green hair, went towards the person, now identified by everyone as a man, stretched out her hands. Branches of trees appeared from her and wrapped themselves tightly around the man.
Whenever the man tried to escape by cutting through his barrier, the Wood Card summoned more branches and wrapped around him, eventually causing the man to be surrounded in a ball of branches. The whole throne room became silent once the man stopped struggling, some looking in wonder at the Wood Card, some at Sakura's wand or at Sakura's face, which was grim with determination.
"Who is this person to have barged into the throne room of the palace of my country?" Yelen commanded as she stood up, anger showing in the whole of her face. The man remained silent. 'Speak to me!"
There was a muffled answer. The Wood Card loosened her hold on the man slightly and allowed him to move his jaws. The man repeated, "Assassin to Queen Yelen." And with that, the man started screaming, his face contorted in pain as something invisible clawed at him. The Wood Card released her hold. She did not like the feel of the magical aura emanating from the man. She looked at Sakura, who nodded her head and allowed the card to return to its Card form.
"The Death Spell…" Sakura whispered as she looked at the man die. "A Death Spell created by Debonair…" The officers around her looked uneasy.
"A Death Spell you say?" Yelen asked. "What does it actually do? I have read about it but I am not sure what it does."
"The Death Spell…" Sakura's voice seemed distant. "This spell is cast upon an assassin whenever he has a job by Debonair…As long as the assassin succeeds, the spell will be undone, but if he fails…he will die in torture, with blood heating up in his veins until he dies…"
Sakura had seen this happen to someone before and it was horrible. In fact, it was shown purposely to all the slaves one day just to impress on them the consequences of running away from Debonair. The poor person who had to die in front of them had to suffer in pain for more than two hours before he died.
"Are there any ways to undo this?"
"No."
"Then, take a knife and end his life mercifully." Yelen commanded one of her officers.
"No! Don't do that! Whoever tries to end the life of the man will also suffer the same fate!" Sakura shrieked. "Don't ever do that! The nature of the spell is to let the one to die suffer until his last moments! If another person goes near him, he will also get the spell!"
Syaoran looked as Sakura as he walked towards her. Her face was very pale and she was trembling very hard. None of the officers had noticed this at all as they were looking at the man contorting in pain at their feet.
"Are you all right? Come, leave this place and have a rest. I'm sure that you will not need to worry about your identity anymore." Syaoran said as he took her arm and led her out of the room. He brought her back to her room, where Sakura, her legs weak, sat down on the floor and wept.
"I don't want to see this happen again! Never! Assassins are people too and it is unfair for them to die just because they fail to kill their target!" Sakura whispered as she cried. Syaoran, who had no idea how to comfort her, took her in his arms, and hugged her. Tightly.
"Shh…it's not your fault. This is a war among us and Debonair and many other countries. Many people are bound to die, though they are innocent. The way to end this war is to kill Debonair. However, if we can capture her, that is a better way…now, don't cry, all right?" Syaoran whispered in her ear. He could not bear to see his beloved cry, and it pained him so. Sakura did not try to break away from his hug, but continued crying. Eventually, she stopped and fell asleep, right in Syaoran's arms. He carried her to her bed and then sat beside her, holding her hand and staring at her, his beloved Sakura…
Meanwhile, at the throne room, the man died. It was quick, but when he died, all the blood spurted out of his eyes, nose, mouth and ears. It was gory, but there was nothing that the officers nor Yelen could do.
Some of the officers had already started whispering that the lady, whom some of them had thought was the fake Mistress of the Cards, was the real princess of Clow. They had seen the cards and more importantly, the staff, for hers was the only one staff that no one would mistake in their whole lives.
"Your Highness," one of the officers asked. "We are sorry that something like this has to happen when the Crown Prince and the Card mistress have finally returned to their own homes. We are also sorry to have doubted his Highness and the Princess's identity. Please forgive us."
"You are forgiven. After all, it is a mistake that anyone would commit after fighting so many years of war with Debonair. It would make you suspicious of anyone." Yelen commented as she looked at her loyal officers. "I really do hope that something like this would not happen again and that means that the training of the soldiers must be more vigorous so that our country can be defended more effectively. From now onwards, training will be more vigorous and I hope that everyone can participate, including my subjects. That way, when there is a need, you all can defend your own country and home. You are dismissed."
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Yeah! Finally finished another chapitre! I hope that all of you have enjoyed it and please wait for the next chapitre! I'll apologize here first so that if the next chapitre is out later than expected, please do not blame me…perhaps you should blame on my teachers. :D Ja!
