"Be wary of the woman with long black hair and red eyes, master Damien." The Bloodhound labelled #3 warned, inciting a baffled reaction.
"Hah?" Damien breathed out, confused. "Woman with long black hair and red eyes? Can you get any more vagu—ah..." Realisation soon hit him in the face.
Folding his arms, he made a thoughtful expression, rolling back through his memories earlier today, which caused his mood to sour even more as he placed an unconscious hand over his chest - finding it painfully burning to the touch.
Damien scowled, besides Albrecht and made a few royals at the event...
"Tch, so that woman is the cause for all of these idiots going missing? I should've known."
Marionette Von Roselle was the only one he was the most wary of; in fact, any Roselle was trouble in and of themselves. However, she was also the one he was most... interested in.
Beauty, status, strength, ruthlessness... She had all that he desired in a woman.
