"This is tragic, I had hoped to earn help from her, can I see how her eyes had turned? Maybe that was a curse or spell, not just damage."
Miguel was amazed that how he had found out about Luna with details.
"Your grace, how do you know about all of this?"
Wilmore gazed around but he didn't see the butler.
"Your butler was seeking after a cure, he had met a physician the day I spent in his clinic. I heard everything."
He explained to him. Natasha bite her tongue not to scream how much she hated him for this wicked act. He wasn't here to apologize, he was here to torment the girl and urged her to be a part of this hateful plan.
"Yes, I sent him there." Miguel heaved a sigh out.
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Behind the curtain, Luna waited to hear how the prince would answer her uncle's question.
She squeezed Elizabeth's hand as the voice rang in her head, his voice sent the cold sweat ran down his spine. That voice was familiar.
