Chapter 49 Shooting Stars

"Run!" A secret guard grabbed Princess Angelina's hand and pulled her through the woods rapidly. The secret guard's blood-soaked left sleeve was flapping violently as they ran after his left arm had been chopped off. The back of his body-hugging black uniform had been cut through from his left shoulder to his right. The cut wound was so deep and sharp that the flesh and bones were visible to the naked eye. The blood dyed the guard's uniform red. As the guard pulled her forward, Princess Angelina ran quickly and kept up with his pace, disregarding her image. Her long hair, which had been tied up earlier, was scattered all over her back, and her sleeves were scratched by the branches and bushes. Fortunately, she was not injured, but perhaps, the pursuers didn't hurt her on purpose. Even though she was wearing the snow-white boots produced by the best royal tailor in the capital, they had reached their lifespan, and the leather had grazed her toes and the back of her ankles. Her long dress, which was once gorgeous and exquisite, was now like a short hemp shirt that an ordinary village girl wore due to dirt, stains, and sweats. Yes, a short shirt. The Princess' dress was so disheveled that one could no longer see its original shape.