Inside a wilderness somewhere, there were ruins. When Angeline woke up, she found herself trapped in the ruins. She tried hard to escape but could not find an escape route.
She knew that she was trapped here by magic, so she shouted toward the outside," Come out this instant, Prajna!"
A puff of black smoke landed on the ground and transformed into Prajna.
Prajna was currently wearing skin-tight dark clothing, which emphasized her graceful figure. She had a beautiful face, but her glaring eyes were incredibly sharp and laced with deep hatred.
"In which way am I inferior to you, Angeline?" She glared at Angeline angrily." You’re nothing but an embroidered pillow. You're pretty on the surface but not very useful. Why on earth does he love you so much?"
Angeline's face was filled with suspicions." He was originally a god, so as a matter of fact, he should have nothing to do with a mortal like you either. Who do you think you are? Why are you constantly begging and pestering him?"
Prajna was indignant and said, "I'm not an ordinary mortal. I'm—”
Angeline seemed to notice Prajna’s unusual identity and deliberately provoked her, "You're nothing more than the princess of the human world. How can you be worthy of him? You're just someone who craves for someone you're not worthy of. It’s nothing but wishful thinking.”
Prajna snarled. "Shut up! The one who truly isn't worthy of him is you. You! You’re nothing more than a jacaranda. Just because your seed fell into his palm and you were planted in his shrine, you got to be with him day and night. You were nourished by the immortal energy of his shrine. That's how you could transform into a human being.
"And even when you transformed into a human being, he didn't fancy you at all. It was you who used despicable and shameless means to force him to take responsibility for you. He had no choice but to break up his engagement with me. You were the shameless mistress from the beginning to the very end, Angeline Severe!"
Angeline seemed bewildered. "Isn’t Tenzel the one who was engaged to be married to you?"
Prajna’s eyes were scarlet red. "It was originally Wojciech."
A look of surprise appeared on Angeline's face. "Are you an immortal?”
Prajna showed a pained expression. “He would rather be a mortal for you, and for him, I got rid of my immortal shell.”
Angeline was very surprised. "So that's the case?"
Prajna said, "Angeline, he doesn't love you. But you forcefully took him, and because of his noble character, he accepted responsibility for you. The one he truly loves is me."
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