The conflicting voices in my head echoed—both believing in my sister and doubting her at the same time.@@novelbin@@

She still had some common sense. She had even said before that marrying Percival wouldn’t be so bad since she’d be able to spend money freely.

But my sister was the kind of person who couldn’t do things she didn’t want to do! Even if that thing was as basic as "You shouldn't kill people!"

As I wrestled with my thoughts, Percival continued guiding us with his usual friendly demeanor.

"Now, please step down here. The lake you see over there is truly beautiful. Lady Doris, do you like it?"

"Haha, yes, it’s very pretty."

The water shimmered in the sunlight, but all I could think about was whether my sister was nodding toward the lake to gauge its depth.

"That pit over there was used centuries ago for ritual sacrifices by the priests. Do you see the black, glossy stone mound? It was originally white stone."

My sister leaned in and whispered to me.

"What’s a ritual sacrifice?"

"A ceremony where a sacrificial offering is burned as an offering."

"Oh, that’s interesting. Now that I look at it, they must have paved the ground with stone to prevent the fire from spreading—"

"Do you really have to be interested in this of all things…?"

"…Huh?"

My sister’s eyes had been practically sparkling at the mention of ritual sacrifices, but she blinked at my question, confused.

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