Chapter 92

From Owen's point of view As I entered Princess Shirley's palace, a jumble of different emotions began to overwhelm me.  I used to work with her, and in fact, we were even friends; but now she had gone insane, and my feelings toward her had transformed into hatred. To make matters worse, she had attempted to murder Lucas, my son! The fact that she had planted such a dangerous weapon in my tuft made me feel rather uneasy and frightened.  Princess Shirley greeted me by saying, "Oh, you're here. It appears that you still remember today's special day." She then walked toward me and took my arm. She had a smile on her face, which made her seem just like an innocent girl.  I didn't want to beat around the bush, so I took out the silver weapon from my pocket and threw it in front of her.  I asked her in a firm tone, "You did it, didn't you?"  In reality, my suspicions were correct.  That was because I saw no element of surprise on Shirley's fac