“I’ve cast a curse. You’ll suffer until you release me.”
“A curse?”
“I hear Duke Evan Hyden is very abstinent, right? I cast a spell to suit that.”
The old man in the cell grabbed Selina’s long hair and playfully twirled it around his finger.
“You’ll struggle a lot. Unless the two of you join bodies.”
*
A strange, unfamiliar energy washed over her entire body. Selina’s legs gave out and she sat back down in the chair.
“Wait here. I’ll call the physician.”
Evan’s voice was far too calm, but his lower body betrayed him. He too was cursed.
“D-Duke… I know you dislike me… but could you help me just this once?”
“Say it clearly, Selina.”
“Touch me… and hold me, please… hnn!”
Before she could finish, his lips pressed hotly against hers.
