With a dull thud, McHart's head hit the ground, rolling away lifelessly. The sound of it dropping was followed by a rather awkward apology from the one who had wielded the sword.

"I'm sorry for acting without permission, Princess Seraphine. But with the undeniable evidence of Prince McHart's collusion with demonic forces, I felt it necessary to eliminate him swiftly before he could cause further harm."

"No, there's no need to apologize. It was something that had to be done, and if you hadn’t, it would have been required sooner or later anyway. In fact, I should thank you for …