They walked in the streets,arms linked, heading to Estelle's house. After a while absorbed in her thoughts,she decided to voice her new resolve. One that fitted her much more than fleeing cowardly.

"I can't let him make more victims." Determined,she cut into the silence.

"He has a strong influence on high society,your family turns a blind eye on his crimes in exchange for keeping the nobles at bay and you think a princess can stand a chance?"

All of this was true,yet that wasn't enough to make her back down. It's what will become of her kingdom they're talking about. 

"I think it's time for my parents to retire, they've been sitting on my throne for too long." 

Indeed,she was supposed to rise to their position when she turned twenty. She's twenty five and still hasn't touched her crown.

"They won't give up-" 

"Oh, don't sweat it.I know how to convince them." Warranted with a smug smile "Will you help me?"

"I'll try,at best." He agreed pessimistically.

"Who's the downer,now?" She sighed.

…

After filling Azad and Estelle in,they made the arrangements and put the strategy in action. They were stationed in front of the palace gates.

"Will this really work?" The maid questions her lady.

"You bet,they're full of superstitions." She was dressed in all white reclined on an open coffin.

"The dead don't speak." Azad shushed her right before the royals  got near.

"Oh,my Sabrina..." The king was close to feeling guilty.

"Selina,you moron!" The queen smacked his head.

"Let's get the funeral ready,she's starting to stink." She closed her nose.

"Am I seeing things or are Sabrina's fingers moving?" He was getting scared.

"Don't talk nonsense,it must be your imagination." She shuddered.