Rose crouched beside Cliff, watching the figure of the boy she hated so much almost dying. His condition is very sad at this time.

"If it weren't for you being Rowan's son, that fire would have burned you to ashes. Don't ever make me angry if you don't want to be burned again by my fire. You understand?!!" Rose said in high volume. Cliff, who was no longer able to distinguish between reality and illusion, was silent, not responding at all.

"Don't ever call me mother again. Call me madam because I am the owner of this castle. The great mistress of this castle. You can stay here thanks to...