Only a really deaf person would not have heard all the cries around the palace since dawn, especially Paulina's screams as the big men dragged her along with them.
"SHE IS GOING TO HURT MY MISTRESS. PLEASE SAVE HER!" She cried to the two guards, who kept their faces straight and just kept pulling her with them.
Paulina realized that if Tyra had done this to her, then she hadn't been overthinking things when she acted earlier. And it also meant that the rumours she had heard this morning about Tyra were all true. What happened to her? Why was she doing this to them?
She could only cry, knowing that there was nothing she could do. She had no one to save her. Not her mistress, not Prince Harold, not Alvin, and not Williams, who was still guarding his sister's corpse and neither leaving her side nor letting her body be burned.
She was hopeless.
