“You are simply a masterpiece.” A black haired woman spoke, sitting down with both arms on the table.
“Delora, please. You and I both know she deserves it.” A blonde-orange haired woman replied, sipping her wine from a small glass, seemingly enjoying every drop of it.
“I wouldn’t know that, unless you tell me why she does.” Delora rested her head on her left hand, looking at the blonde with doubt. “Nina, the girl came running here as soon as she caught Parfait doing magic, and refused to tell us what actually happened”
“Interesting~” Nina mused, circling her finger on top of the wine glass. “Guess the curse really took a toll on her. Which of course is a good thing, but it has been half a year, and my guess is: she hasn’t done anything to actually try and br