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"What the hell do you have to do with that damn thing?!" he suddenly sat up, pulling me onto his lap.

His fingers grabbed my cheeks, examining me closely.

"Are you a descendant of that witch Drusilla?"

"What?!" I slapped his hand away, trying to stand up, but he held me tight, not letting me go.

What Drusilla was he talking about? By the Goddess, the only Drusilla I knew was from the De la Croix family!

"Did they manage to break my ice spell?! Is that why your power evolved?... Have they ke