"Curse?" Devon's disbelief echoed in the room, and Hannah confirmed it with a solemn nod.

"Remember, Hannah, the devil you know is better than the angel you don't," Devon advised, his concern evident.

"Alright, take some rest," he instructed before leaving the room.

Devon stormed into Lord Nicolas' chamber, his anger boiling over as he burst out, "What did you give my sister? What's wrong with you? What ridiculous things did you tell her?"

"Oh, I was merely having a little fun with her. I gave her an immune booster, hoping she'd act a bit irrational and stir up an argument between you two. I didn't expect you to catch...