257. ROUSSE'S PAST
VICTORIA
I was losing hope. How much more did I have to suffer in front of Dracomir for him to choose me?
Was the spell cast over him truly invincible?
I could already feel the flames burning close to my body, those beasts screaming below, full of hate and evil.
All I could do was stare at him with my soul clenched in a fist, thinking that if he let them burn me alive… I wouldn't forgive him.
No matter how much pain it brought, this time, I wouldn’t let it go.
Of course I could free myself, I w