"Oh my, goodness!" Evania paled when she looked up and saw Alwin in his cursed state.
[How could Father do this to my Alwin?! Unforgivable.] Evania internally fumed.
'Your Alwin? I think that's not quite right,' Arabella wanted to point out.
[This curse gives so much pain, and yet, it doesn't show on his face. How could he maintain that poker face even if he must be suffering a lot? Why is he still so sinfully divine even in this state?]
'Oh my. It still didn't go away,' Arabella internally facepalmed. Evania was still attached to beauty since not all her memories had returned.
"My deepest apologies. I heard Your Eminence was cursed by my father. I swear; I will ensure he undo the curse as soon as we arrive," Evania promised.
"I see. Thank you, Your Highness," Alwin said in a plain, neutral tone.
