"Are you attempting to curse me? Even if you dare, he's mine, and he'll never be able to be with you in public. You will die and be resurrected as a mistress!" Gwen was enraged, and it was a good thing there were only the two of them in the room because she would have lost her cool.

"Would you like to place a wager with me?" Clara asked, a cunning smile on her face.

"How much do you want to bet?"

"I'm curious where the young master is going to spend the night!"

Gwen ...