Nazrielle turns pale as paper. "Cursed? Oh goodness... It wasn't me! I didn't do it! It's simply impossible! M
Nazrielle turns pale as paper. "Cursed? Oh goodness... It wasn't me! I didn't do it! It's simply impossible! My creations are impeccable! I'm a master, you know! Such a thing has never happened in my entire life! Nobody could..." The elven woman falls silent, her lips move, but she doesn't make a sound.
