"Come in," Heinz ordered.
The doors opened almost instantly, revealing two familiar knights.
'Those are the ones who helped save me… during the kidnapping.' Florian recognized their faces this time—Gareth and Elias. But his attention snapped away as soon as he saw what Elias was holding.
A small jar. Inside it, fluttering weakly, was—
"Luluwing!" Florian gasped, his heart dropping. He rushed forward without hesitation. "What happened to its wing?!"
The butterfly's once graceful blue wings were now damaged—one of them twisted unnaturally, clearly broken. It kept trying to fly, desperately hitting the jar's glass as soon as it saw him.
"Luluwing, no—don't hurt yourself—" Florian reached for the jar in Elias's hands, but before his fingers could touch it, Gareth grabbed his arm.
"Wha—?!"
"Please do not get close, Your Highness," Gareth said firmly. "This butterfly is suspected to be the cause of Lady Delilah's death. It is evidence, and we can't—"
RUMBLE.
