"Help me with a simple task."
The lake surface, frozen ever since Shard returned from the Snow Mountain, was now slowly thawing. The swaying water pushed chunks of floating ice and a small pink bottle to the edge of the firelight on the shore. The bottle looked like the kind of high-end perfume bottle found only on the dressing tables of noble ladies.
The body of the bottle was heart-shaped, with a frosted stopper made of the same material, resembling glass.
It was the size of a high-end perfume bottle, easily fitting into one hand. The bottle was currently empty, containing no liquid.
"That Heart Lake Island is about to become the stage for the insatiable. What is about to unfold is a grand drama intertwined with numerous desires."
The beautiful head did not urge Shard to pick up the small pink bottle but instead explained with a smile:
