He once said I deserved the best things in the world.
But now, he was forcing me to use my heart’s blood to draw talismans for another girl.
Tears splattered onto the yellow talismans. I knew deep down that there was no going back.
I picked up the brush, intending to draw, but several times I raised my hand, only to hesitate.
The bitterness in my heart festered deeper and deeper, growing heavier with each passing moment.
It finally erupted three days later when I overheard the maids gossiping outside my door as they delivered my meal.
“Mr. Blackwood is truly devoted to Miss Thorne. He even gave her Madam’s most precious warming jade.”
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“Isn’t that true? If you ask me, Madam’s title will change hands sooner or later!”
I hammered on the door with all my might, my knuckles raw and bleeding, skin torn.
But I didn’t care; I just kept shouting,
“What warming jade?! Explain yourselves! Where’s Damon Blackwood! I want to see Damon Blackwood!”
After such a long silence, it was the first time I had made a sound from the room.
The maid outside jumped in fright, realizing she had blurted out too much, and dutifully went to fetch Damon.
But Seraphina Thorne came along with him.
Seraphina was wearing my mystic robes, which, worn inappropriately, looked like some kind of strange dress–up, almost
suggestive.
My face darkened, and my gaze immediately zeroed in on her waist.
Hanging there was a piece of exceptionally fine warming jade – a gift from my Master before I left the mountain.
Noticing my gaze, Seraphina simply flicked her hair carelessly and said with an airy dismissiveness,
“Big sister, I haven’t been feeling well lately and keep having nightmares. You won’t be so petty about me using your clothes and warming jade to ward off evil, will you?”
Before I could speak, Damon interjected.
“Seraphina, don’t overthink it. This is from me to you. She won’t mind.”
But before he could finish his display of authority, I cut him off.
“Take it off. Give it back to me!”
As if shocked by my words, they both instinctively blurted out, “What?”
“I said! Take it off, and give it back to me! You want me to draw talismans, right? Give it back to me, and I’ll agree.”
12.52 AM
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I didn’t even glance at them, my eyes fixed solely on the warming jade.
My hands didn’t stop moving. I took out a prepared talisman paper and held it out.
Seraphina was overjoyed. After all this effort, she finally had it – finally, she could get rid of those unclean things!
But when she noticed how much I cherished that jade pendant, something stirred within her.
Just as my hand was about to touch the warming jade she was handing over, it slipped from her fingers with a *thud*, shattering into several pieces on the floor.
The last fragile thread inside me finally snapped.
I sank to the ground, helplessly cradling the pile of broken jade, trying to piece it back together, but it was useless.
Seraphina, holding the talisman, eagerly pressed it to her body, completely unaware of the sudden shift around her.
From her perspective, the otherwise calm surroundings suddenly twisted and churned.
Spirits, as if unleashed from their chains, swarmed towards her. This time, Seraphina truly fainted from fright.
Damon only heard Seraphina’s shriek before silence, and without another thought, immediately ordered his bodyguards to seize
- me.
“Anya Reed! What kind of dark magic did you use?! Why won’t you just leave Seraphina alone?!”
My mind was blank, focused only on the shattered warming jade. I just let the bodyguards grab at me.
Just as they were about to seize me, a single palm sent the bodyguard flying backward.
I stared blankly at the man who had suddenly appeared before me.
“Master?!”
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