Carolyn's POV:
No one expected her to move suddenly, so even the prison guards were stunned before they rushed to grab her and pin her to the ground.
Despite the rough treatment, Adele kept struggling toward the door, murmuring, "The moon is here... the moon is gone... she's coming, what is the moon, who is the moon... the moon is no longer watching..."
Meanwhile, the prison warden was profusely sweating and apologizing to the former king. I thought his official position wouldn't last much longer; this mansion had been isolated from the outside world for too long, and the guards had long lost their vigilance and the ability to hold the prisoners.
Perhaps the former king would station a new batch of soldiers here, but maybe...
I looked at my father, who was staring intently at Adele.
Even if they were late, compensation had to be given to those who deserved it.
