Marshall’s hands were all over Madame Pandora. Her face was flushed red as she let out a low moan. She then gently pushed him away and said, “Calm down, Your Excellency. Have you forgotten that I have a terminal illness and that you shouldn’t touch me?”

He grudgingly released her from his embrace. “D*mmit. It’s a shame your beauty is only for the eyes and not for other parts of the body.”

Madame Pandora was so overcome by grief from her husband’s passing from the battle that she ingested some poison in the hopes that she could reunite with him in the afterworld. However, to her surprise, she discovered she possessed a unique body composition that made her immune to the poison. She did not die that day, but the poison would forever remain in her body.

Not long after that, Marquis Vernon Celtic came into power and wanted Madame Pandora for himself, so he ordered his underling to bring Madame Pandora to his manor. However, the underling decided to try her out before his master but die