“Eternal glory to Asahel.”
Her motherland, Asahel, has fallen.
She was the guardian of a young princess who inherited the blood of a Northern Witch, and as a Sorcerer of Asahel.
Abigail must obey the endless hells.
“Win the favor of His Holiness. Become an Opal.
Extract information and…… curse him.”
As if her imprisonment in one hell wasn’t bad enough.
Alec Osdin, a knight of an enemy nation, leads her to a second hell.
“If you’re ever in trouble, I’ll gladly step in and help.”
Holy Father of the enemy nation, a man whose kindness borders on poison.
His Holiness, Benedict Ögranche.
“You will hear nothing, nothing, from me.”
Spring will return, but Benedict will not.
Abigail was bitterly saddened by that fact.
There are three ways by which a person can live.
To live by simply breathing.
To live by oneself.
And lastly, to live without a trace.
‘Princess. I will take you back home.’
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