Shina stared at the old man in shock. How was he still alive? Or was she dead?
Am I dreaming? She wondered.
Yi smiled cryptically. "You are still as skeptic as ever, Wang Shina," he remarked. "No, you are not dreaming, Empress."
"I am not an Empress," Shina claimed. "I have been stripped of that title a long time ago. I am Wang Cherry. A cursed woman. And you were the one who put me under that curse, Shaman Yi."
She glared at him. This man in front of her was the reason for her cursed existence. Seyoung may have been the one to order it, but Shaman Yi had saved the young Emperor long ago. It was because of him, that loathful man had existed long enough to put Shina into a lifelong misery.
Shaman Yi's smile faltered a little. His face was regretful of what he had done without gaining the proper knowledge. He had punished someone who did not truly deserve it.
