“Doesn’t it make you curious?” Spenser was the object of his gaze, and he questioned. It’s like there’s not even a dormant jackal in this woman. Though everything she does to you makes a change. It’s puzzling, right?
“So, Viscar, what can I say? Just as you are baffled, so am I. But I suppose…. she’s simply one of the lucky people the moon goddess favors. Maybe the moon goddess felt bad for not giving her a wolf, so she settled with this modest present instead. The word that most describes her is unique.” Spenser leaned his head back and mumbled the last words, as if lost in contemplation.
Then, after a short sigh, he gazed back up at Viscar. “I intend to use it in the near future. I plan on informing her about it later on today. ”
“A plan?” Viscar’s brows raised in an arch. “What’s the deal?” Spenser went to get his scarf from the closet but didn’t say anything till he returned.
“Are the students out in the field still waiting for you? “Inquiring further, he sent Viscar another code indicating he preferred not to discuss the proposal in detail.
“Um… Yes. They are prepared and ready for you to arrive,” Viscar said helpfully. They stood there for a few silent seconds as Spenser finished touching up his appearance.
When Viscar addressed him as “My King,” he looked up.
“Since Ella seems to be so exceptional, do you believe she may possibly make another distinction by carrying a male child?”
Spenser was taken aback and became speechless. His eyelids froze, and he looked blankly at Viscar.
There was an abrupt rap on the door, and then one of his guards walked in.
“Your Majesty. Queen Olivia has come to pay you a visit. ”
He groaned and told the guard to “let her in.” Olivia arrived very instantly. Viscar bowed and said, “Greetings, Queen.”
“Oh! Olivia turned her bright smile and curious eyes at Viscar.
Viscar anticipated that the King would want some time alone with his new bride. He bowed and exited the chamber, leaving Spenser and Olivia alone.
“My King, I’ll be waiting outside.” When she finished, Olivia let out a sigh of relief. She greeted him with a bright grin, drawing forward to kiss him on the cheek. “I hope last night was enjoyable for you. ”
Spenser groaned and said, “Yes, I did.” “Hello, Olivia. How are you?”
“Oh! You can count on me; I’m OK. I haven’t felt this joyful in a very long time. ”
“Really? Why are you smiling so much?” Spenser seemed unperturbed as he stood with his hands crossed behind his back. When he asked her that, Olivia turned away to hide her embarrassment.
“Actually…. When I came over earlier, the guards said you were sleeping. The results of my tea seem to have been positive. ”
Spenser was perplexed for a split second.
Olivia said, “I told you it was going to work, My King.” And I double-checked to make sure that… Your drink didn’t do anything for me, Olivia,” Spenser interrupted.
As he told Olivia that he had to wake Ella later in the night to have her prepare him some tea, the look on her face changed dramatically. •
AT THE HOUSE OF THE WITCHES
Roselin was doing homework when she had a knock at the door. She pulled the hood of her crimson cloak over her head, stepped up to answer the door, and saw Sister Mirinda inside.
“Brother Lawrence”Selina put her hands together and dipped her head slightly. “Hello there” “Good morning” The possibility that she could have good news for her made Roselin feel happy.
Roselin, sometimes known as “SisterSelina,”performed the same thing. We wish you a good morning as well.”
After the first exchange of greetings, they waited for a moment.
It’s Sister Roselin, I guess” As Selina put it. I looked into your question and found the solution you were seeking.
“Yes! “Roselin shined from the inside out. “What did you find?” Her question was full of enthusiasm. As Selina stood in front of her, she remained between the gap created by the opening door.
“Actually… I performed some research in the town. Then I learned that Sister Sucy never really helped any women in that location. Villagers said no witch had ever come there to cure anybody. So…. I believe all of Sucy’s stories were made up, including the one about her traveling for two days to cure someone and the ones about her getting presents, letters, and jewelry. ”
Olivia
She seemed to be completely unaware of her surroundings, like a ghost who didn’t even see the maids walking by her.
The King’s words echoed in her mind: *Your tea didn’t work for me, Olivia. In order to finally go to sleep, I had to wake Ella up later in the night and have her make me some tea. As she thought of the word, Ella, her heart began to pound violently. Ella.
After a long day of shopping, she returned to her quarters, where she found Leena busy arranging the new purchases.
“Your Majesty!” When she spotted Olivia, she broke into a broad grin.
When she saw how different her Queen looked, she couldn’t finish her sentence. Olivia limped to the bed and sank down wearily, her eyelids hardly fluttering. “My Majesty” A shocked Leena made a phone call. Are you having trouble? On the other hand, Olivia was silent at first.
“My Queen? And then, after a long pause, she said, “It Was Ella.”
Her voice was so soft that Leena barely missed the question, “Ella?” A crease formed between her brows.
“…. I’m not sure I get it. But it was you, My Queen, who prepared the tea, not Ella. ” Olivia’s eye stung as she brushed away a tear. She kept repeating, “My tea didn’t work for me.”
It was only because Ella had woken up to make him another that he was able to get some shut-eye. Mine had been completely ineffective.
Leena’s mouth fell open. Oh, no. She glanced over the holiday preparations she’d made and then back to her Queen.
With a sniff, Olivia sprang to her feet. She moaned, “It didn’t work” as she limped away from the bed. She picked up a dessert dish and tossed it with such force that it fell to the floor with enough force to stun even Leena.
She shouted, kicked, and threw more objects about the room. Her expression was a strange blend of gentleness and rage.
Leena screamed, “Help!” because she was afraid the Queen would wreck the whole place. ” All of them are worthless! Useless!” With obvious distress, Olivia’s sobs persisted. “Of course, Ella! There was no way it wasn’t that witch. Her!! Argh!!”
In the end, she tore the last garment and sobbed uncontrollably on the floor.
Leena sighed with satisfaction as she realized she wouldn’t have to worry about damaging anything else. When she had last seen tears on her monarch’s face, she couldn’t remember. Oh, no….