"Angelica. Angelica. Angelica!"
A strong thud hit the back of my head, snapping all my attention, and I turned back, more furious than ever.
"Your mana is leaking." Aunt Sera scowled to the ground beneath me and I followed her gaze.
God, she is right. The grass was no more than a pile of ashes and the earth, I wouldn't be calling them soil now. They looked solid and black.
"I am sorry." My core condensed and I retracted all mana I could, then released Undine's and Licht's magic at once, curing the ones that can be saved.
"As a duchess, you must maintain your composure. It is to assure the people are in good hands." Aunt Sera scooted closer and held tight to her staff. "Tell me, lass. What is bothering you?"
"Nothing is bothering me," I cut her sharply.
"Hm? Newlyweds problem,
