"Holy shit," Lola blurted out, her voice a mix of shock and awe as she learned about the existence of the 'World of Curses' and 'Curse Masters.' Her eyes sparkled with excitement as she exclaimed, "I knew it—I'm a witch!"
The McSuile siblings exchanged glances, finding her fascination with witches oddly specific. A fairy or a unicorn obsession, they could understand—but a witch? Really?
"A talented witch at that," Janice teased with a playful smile, unable to resist.
"Janice, don't encourage her," Jason cut in, his tone firm. "She's an innate curse master. You have no idea what her emotions and thoughts might manifest during the awakening ceremony. You're a curse crafter—you should know better than that."
Janice shrugged, her expression softening as she glanced at Lola's beaming face. "Still, seeing her so excited, I can't help but find her adorable and want to spoil her," she admitted with a warm smile.
