Chapter 172: The Frivolous Demon

Thelma Zane’s POV “I believe this time I will side with Aldrich and the two Majesties,” Dorothy said firmly. “You must return to the palace for an examination. Test your strength and find a way to dispel the side effects of what’s happening to you. I don’t want to see my best friend spiral into madness. If you end up like Adele, I promise you, I won’t be visiting you in the sanatorium.” “Don’t be so cruel,” I muttered, trying to sound indignant. “Aren’t you worried some crazy doctor might decide to lobotomize me?” Dorothy’s expression turned grave as she said, “I think the owner of that pine tree is a frivolous demon. It’s made you frivolous too!” Chastised, I softened my stance. “I’m not entirely opposed to the idea,” I admitted. “But what about your eyes?” Dorothy sighed and shook her head, her tone indifferent. “There may not be a solution, even if we stay here. If there had been, Mullwica wouldn’t have been so vulnerable that her own son managed to assassinate he