Sylvia's POV:
It suddenly struck me that when Hobson had licked my blood, the black death curse he was afflicted with had been lifted for a while.
The same thing had also happened to Blair and Rufus before.
This proved that my blood was effective against Noreen's curses.
Since this was the case, I could use my blood to test if the black thorn on Rufus' back was my hallucination.
If it was not an illusion, my blood would be able to slow the spread of the black thorn.
Then, I would be able to buy some more time to look for Noreen.
However, I would prefer if this was just my illusion. I would rather have an issue myself than know that something horrible was really happening to Rufus.
I couldn't stand the pain of losing him.
As I considered this, I realized that my blood was truly precious. I would have to ask Maya to make healthier food from tomorrow to nourish my body so I could generate more blood.
The more I turned this matter over in my mind, the more excited I became. I couldn't fall asleep, so I got out of bed and watched the playback of Rufus' webcast from today. There were too many comments for me to read them all.
He already had tens of millions of followers. His social media account was simplistic. The only post was a picture of a man and a woman with interlocked fingers.
A ring was visible on the man's index finger. His hand was elegant, slender, and strong. It was tightly intertwined with the woman's hand.
This photo had been taken the day he had confessed his love to me, and he had used it as his display picture.
Then my eyes fell on Harry's latest post. It was a photo of a pink wolf.
I stared at it for a long time and slowly typed a question mark in the comments section.
Harry replied immediately, "Don't I look handsome? I've just dyed my fur."
As soon as I exited the palace, I spotted Warren carrying a bag to the army.
I called out to him from afar.
He turned around and asked in surprise, "You're up so early? Hadn't you requested a leave?"
"You're early too." I smiled mischievously and eyed the bag in his hand. I teasingly asked, "Are you taking breakfast for Flora?"
Warren scratched his nose and replied shyly, "Yes."
He had become a better boyfriend than before. Although Flora claimed that she disliked him, everyone could see that she was softening toward him. But now, he needed to seize this opportunity. Whether the tangle in Flora's heart could be resolved or not would depend on Warren's actions.
When we passed by the dormitory area, I bid him goodbye.
I continued walking inside. When I arrived at the gate of the council hall, I bumped into Blair.
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