Will you tell me about the curse

“I never saw a man so brazen. Why does everyone call you ruthless, rather they should call you a shameless king,” Elsa glared, as she said all this in one breath.

“I am the devil to everyone, but to you, I am a sweet husband. But you don’t care. If Jennifer saw this form of mine, she would be happier than ever,” Gabriel answered, with a twist of flame to scorch the lady. And the flame of jealousy touched the right point as he wanted.

Elsa didn’t care if he was a king or anything. She just took a small transparent ball as it was near for her to grasp and threw it toward him.

“You foul man, I don’t want to see your face and I don’t want to marry you either,” Elsa grumbled and carried her nightwear and her nightwear toward her bathroom. But she couldn’t push the door to open while her eyes again found that black smoke around the door nob.

“If you don’t stop doing this, I will walk out of this chamber and go to my mother’s chamber to sleep,” she warned, her face still facing the bathroo