Andrei tries to speak more clearly as he becomes more nervous
“A-Are you the witch t-that made the Prince act evil? Y-Your hair is green just like in the stories.”
Yuna listened to the words, and let loose a light gasp.
“Those bastards! Their slanders know no bounds!” Cherria speaks up, hurriedly attempting to shush Yuna who was about to speak.
“…” She put her index finger on Cherria.
“… Hmph.” Cherria turns away, folding her arms.
“I am the one people speak of in the stories. Who they say cursed the prince… But… can you listen to my story?”
She seems like a kind lady, and her voice is gentle.
“Th-”
“Hey hey! Save the stories for another time! No need to tell kids the whole thing so early! All they need to know that Rasha is a crappy person!”
“What questions can you completely answer? I feel even more confused than when we were taken here.”
“The prince wants her, and he wants to kill her. Not because of corruption, she never did learn to manipulate minds.”
Lyn slowly awakes, looking around in the detached house. Wait… where was she? This house is neatly kept, with medical bottles and medicines everywhere.
Everyone else is neatly supported on beds… eh?
“…Ugh… wha- where the-?”
Gavin looks around at a place he has no recollection of, surveys the surrounding cabinets, bottles, etc., and comes to one conclusion:
“Nuh uh! I’m not being anyone’s experiment tonight, no way no how!”
He scrambles out of bed.
“What are you doing? We’re gonna be experimented on, this place is dangerous, we’ve gotta leave now!”
Gavin starts searching for his nunchucks.
“Come on, big sis won’t do anything to you! And I won’t let Luna do anything to you.”
Cherria hugs the boy and girl.
“!”
Luna turns to the house and quickly steps in.
Everyone’s belongings are neatly stacked away in the cupboard.
Lyn looks up, at the green haired lady who just entered.
”Gaaah!”
In a panic, Gavin grabs a bottle and throws it towards the opening of the door.
The bottle flies towards her, but it instead is encased in a block of water before the water puts the bottle down on a table before evaporating.
More so she’s briskly walking towards the young Lyn.
“E…eh?”
“Get away from that rag!” A visible worry can be heard in her voice.
“What-NO! Get away! I won’t let you experiment on her! Where’re my dad’s nunchucks, I’m gonna let you have it, you weirdo!”
“Lyn, get away from her, she’s gonna hurt you and do weirdo stuff to you!”
Gavin finds the nunchucks underneath his bed pillow.
“Right, you’re in for it now!”
Gavin charges at the green-haired lady, winding up the weapon.