Five years had passed since I was locked in the cellar, framed for treason.
Then the duke came to me.
“Eve Modga—promise to marry me, and I’ll take you out of here.”
I took his hand, which felt like salvation and an opportunity, and escaped the cellar.
Freedom at last. I believed that, after so much suffering, quiet happiness was finally approaching.
But the tragedy was only beginning. The world stole everything from me down to the last thing and left a curse in its wake. The feelings I had been holding in burst like a dam. I resolved to live for revenge against everything that had swallowed my life.
To do that, I had to let him go. For his sake.
“I was very happy living with you, Your Grace. I can never repay your kindness, but if you ever need my divine power, call on me—even if you need a ‘curse.’”
“…Three months. Keep the marriage for three months only.”
Yet he doesn’t seem willing to part from me. Can I really achieve my revenge while staying in his arms?
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