In a luxurious and cozy bedroom, Statera was on the soft bed along with a gorgeous young girl that seemed to resemble Persia. She found herself confused upon seeing Persia with her on the comfy bed, and as she heard the words of Persia, she tilted her head with confusion plastered on her face. She couldn't fathom the words escaping from Persia's mouth.
"What are you trying to say? I'm quite confused." Statera questioned with a calm voice. She wondered what Persia was trying to do, and she also knew that the Persia in front of her wasn't the real one. Despite questioning a lot of things, Statera had a good idea of what was going on. Everything that was happening was simply created by the curse inflicted on her. It was as simple as that.
