Ask, under the starry sky there was a beauty, her black hair like eternal night, bright eyes sparkling like stars, her powerful magic made the world tremble, her supreme beauty made all creatures submit, who was this beauty? "That's right, it's me, the Witch King, Dorothy!" ps: The original title is "Armed Witch." This is a slow-burn story, not for those who dislike a slow pace. Not for those who dislike a slow pace! Not for those who dislike a slow pace!
There was a moment when Dorothy almost blurted out, "I choose option three," but in the end, she restrained herself.
After all, although this option seemed wonderful—not only could she gain freedom, but even snag a wealthy, beautiful, and strong Angel as a wife—it appeared to be a win-win from all perspectives. Upon further reflection, however, it seemed to be a trap.
In a traditional witch family, family status is highly valued. Typically, the father is the external manager and head of the household, responsible for providing for the family and making major decisions. Meanwhile, the mother is in charge of internal matters, dealing with domestic affairs and the education of the children.
This division of roles is determined before marriage and is not easily changed afterward.