Sylvia's POV:

Noreen was even delighted when she realized I was distressed. "Shouldn't you be more concerned with Prince Rufus, given his situation? Have you found a way to deal with the curse on him?"

"Why? Do you know how to lift the curse? And even if you do, are you even willing to tell me?" I gave Noreen a frigid glance. I knew what she was up to. She was like a wicked fisherman, manipulating us in her hands like little fishes.

Perhaps her actions had no significant meaning than merely satisfying her own wickedness. She seemed to simply take pleasure in our suffering.

With a chuckle, Noreen pulled a tiny jar from her sleeve and tossed it to me. "Have a look."

open the jar. Once again, I was

way to deal with the curse

a snort. Without hesitation, I opened the lid and

her in his mind, which eventually saved his life. The difference is that your mother refined that bug herself, and this one..." Noreen paused for a moment and cast a malicious glance in my direction before continuing, "I refined it for you out of kindness." Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters

closed the lid, and threw the jar back to her. "I don't believe

break the curse with this bug, I was worried we

nagging suspicion that Noreen was just too idle. That was why she was stirring a ruckus in our

you, but you obviously disregarded

be so absurd." I averted my gaze and refused

whispered, "You shouldn't quickly reject my help. I believe that it might come in handy one day. After all, people

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