Ostia opened her eyes, and what appeared in her eyes were blooming flowers and thorns surrounding the dilapidated fence. They were full of mystery and beauty that only existed in the royal family of ancient Western empires.
Grabbing her gothic red lace-trimmed dress, Ostia put her other hand on her chin, raised her eyes slightly, and said with absolute arrogance and strength: "Make a deal, Mr. Devil."
Author's note: Believe me, this is an interesting story