Chapter 565: The Harbinger of Death

Chapter 565: The Harbinger of Death

“You can’t be serious!” princess Mary raised her voice when Samira lifted her top hat. “Samira! Have you completely lost your mind!?”

Brittany finally saw cracks in the princess’s confident façade. However, this was not a cause for celebration. Bloody Mary may have grown increasingly infamous for her rotten personality but compared to her big sister... Brittany couldn’t help but feel that Mary raised her voice to purposefully draw more attention to the scene.

Undertaker Samira, Brittany recalled the unofficial nickname of the third of the Seven Sisters. Not that Samira had any position that dealt with dead people. And yet, time and again, whenever there was another body, someone would claim they saw the third princess in the vicinity.

Even if most of those were attention-seeking fabrications, eventually the rumors grew so pervasive that the story evolved to the next logical step. Whenever people saw Samira, they started to speculate: who might have died; who will die?

“The Harbinger of Death,” Remi muttered.

Stupid! Brittany thought. Stay silent and maybe she won’t notice you!

Samira raised her top hat and then quickly lowered it back on her head. Except it didn’t stop on her head. The top hat went lower—and with a wave—Samira was gone from the rooftop.

“Wha—” Brittany gasped.

Hoping that The Undertaker would simply disappear was too good to be true. And as fear of what was to come filled Brittany’s heart, she cursed her stupid self. What on earth possessed her to get involved with the princesses? Before Brittany could answer that question, she realized that Samira was behind them.

“Why do you not want me there so badly?” Mary asked.

“Why would anyone want you there?” Samira answered with a question. “You’re unpredictable, constantly causing trouble, a danger to yourself and others. Your stunt in the mines was the last straw.”

“Last straw for who?” Mary asked. “If I go back to mother right now, won’t you be the one in trouble for leaving me with those purple shits?”

“This is your final warning,” Samira said and touched her top hat again. “Find a hole to crawl into and don’t come out. Maybe after a few months you’ll be given another chance.”

“No, this is your warning!” Mary raised her voice. “Fuck off before I give you a beating you should have gotten a long time ago!”

“So be it,” Samira said and took off her top hat.

Princess Mary spat several pink bubbles right at Samira, but the gothic princess caught all the bubbles into the pitch black of her top hat. Samira then reached into her top hat and pulled.

“What the...” Brittany stared in disbelief.

When Samira pulled her hand out of her hat, she had a pair of long, furry white ears in her clenched fist. Brittany almost began to expect that the princess would pull out a rabbit, only to quickly see that it was something much bigger than a simple rabbit. Something that could not possibly fit inside that tiny hat.