night, late night. the snow was hitting the windows, the rustle of the books that Clervie read so often, only these circumstances could immerse arlecchino in feelings that were not peculiar to her. But, she was desperate, she had planned everything.If she wants to become king, she will have to kill all her siblings.But that wasn't what scared Peruer, she would have to kill Clervie, she just looked down, pursed her lips, peruer looked at Clervie with a familiar, calm look.