Anderaint Claire lives her whole life wallowing in wealth. She never leaves the Duchy, the home where she grew up to be an independent and graceful lady. Unfortunately, on the debut to celebrate her 18th birthday, her reality started to crumble. Sentenced to death, who would have thought her execution would bring a catastrophe to the Etrill Kingdom? Instead of living her life peacefully, she fell into an even more pitiful hell. A wanderer told Claire that she was a cursed soul. Will she survive this predicament?
Eliza, who was still waiting for an answer, looked at her with a gaze full of undiminished curiosity.
But Ethan changed the subject, trying to ease the tension that enveloped Claire.
"We're looking for someone here," Ethan said flatly, turning his gaze out the window of the carriage that was starting to sway on the sandy road.
"The Qadrak Kingdom is indeed vast and full of desert. Whoever we're looking for has probably gotten lost far away."
Eliza's gaze changed, there was a hint of doubt that implied disbelief in Ethan's words. She snorted, raising her eyebrows skeptically.
"You… don't believe me?"
Ethan asked with a thin smile, his expression calm but as if hiding another feeling.
Eliza snorted softly, then crossed her arms in front of her chest.