Earl Timoti and I stood in front of my father's private tent while waiting for Sebastian to bring good news.
Accompanied by the winter wind that had not yet changed seasons, I felt the cold wind comforting me in this silent atmosphere with Earl Timoti.
We were not close emotionally and close as a friends, we were only close because Zoe had cursed all of her bloodline descendants to remain under the command of the Marquess Rommel family.
Earl Timoti's loyalty was the cursed fruit of Zoe, which rolled over the entire Earl Timoti family.
I don't want to remember the day when one of her sons insulted me along with the other children and ended up receiving the curse cast by Zoe. In addition to them reaping the fruits of their bad karma, I also seemed a little excessive at that time because I expected someone to receive Zoe's curse.
My curiosity about the curse of my butterfly spirit has paid off, as the noble family received Zoe's curse.
