Jasmine Yale paused for a moment and continued, "The Prince also... liked her. They were together and had a lovely baby, but she still couldn't break the curse. Their first child was miscarried, and the Prince died in an accident."
Jasmine Yale's voice lowered, a dreamy white mist in her eyes.
Sylvan Cheney frowned, "Then she conceived another child and planned to raise the child?"
Jasmine Yale raised her head and glanced at him, "How did you know."
"Idiot."
"..." Jasmine Yale moved her lips in dissatisfaction, "She truly is a very unfortunate person, bringing misfortune not only to herself but also to those around her. Whoever gets close to her will be unfortunate."
