I gulped down two whole plates of food this morning. Refina stared at me with wonder as I finished my meal and lied down again. My body was messed up pretty bad. So, I couldn't move much. The pain didn't go down? I thought I'd at least recover a little. But it didn't. Did my curse weaken or something? Where was that damn thing when I needed it?
Sometime later Meriane came inside. For some reason, she smelt good. Some kind of perfume perhaps?
Along with her came Gorgan. As usual, the lady killer had a lady-killing aura. I wouldn't have been surprised if there was a fan club of sorts for him even in this world. Actually, come to think of it, there was, wasn't there?
These two had at least some ulterior motives. However, I could get the impression that they liked me; how much so, that I couldn't and didn't want to comprehend.
"Drink this," Meriane said. It was as though she was offering medicine to a toddler.
"This is?"
