Elena's POV
I don't know how long we, Bezel and I, had been locked up in this dungeon. We couldn't tell the time because all we could see was darkness.
"Elena, do you still have the potion that the witch woman gave you?" asked Bezel, suddenly opening the conversation. After all this time, we both just silenced each other.
I nodded, "yes, I still have it."
"I don't want you to see my real face and be scared, so I often apply it on my face," I added and chuckled. I didn't want to be scorned anymore because of my looks; I had suffered a lot because my face was always considered eerie and dreadful.
"Actually, if I may tell you, you should not use the potion continuously."
I looked at Bezel in wonderment. "What's wrong with that, Bez?"
I saw Bezel stare back at me and sigh deeply until s
