Chapter 113
- ♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Loren ⋅• ♱
- I delivered a daffodil to Asra and also handed one to Uncle Asmodeus; Asra’s eyes shone brightly as she hugged and kissed me - saying that it was impossible to have a prince cuter and lovelier than me.
- A part of me agreed with this, but it was to see the smile of Uncle Asmodeus that made me feel a little warm in the heart.