“Are you being sarcastic?”
“How does that sound like sarcasm?”
The evil spirit let out a disbelieving laugh.
“You know how obsessed Eseldor is with you.
Even I can see you are made to be that way.”
By Eseldor, he must mean Kirix Eseldor.
Hearing the word obsession from the mouth of the evil spirit—who had circled and watched Kirix for so long—felt unfamiliar.
Moreover, being called pretty by the evil spirit brought no joy, only chills.
Ayesha pursed her lips.
Even amid her turmoil, the dishes the chef had prepared with all his skill appeared one after another on the table.
Though it was the breakfast hour, when people usually eat lightly, a full banquet comparable to dinner had been laid out.
It was such a splendid spread that she did not know where to begin.
Ayesha, with no time to taste anything, took only small portions of the…
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