The woman who opened the door was an elf, but she already looked like an older person, knowing that elves keep their youth for many years, I started to calculate how old this woman would be.

For an elf to look so old, he would have to live close to 1000 years, but I would not ask this woman her age.

However, even though she was old, she still managed to maintain her beauty, do elves never get ugly? Sometimes I even find it strange that there is no nasty person in that village, everyone is very handsome.

The only different thing is that I have my silver hair, or should I say white? I can't tell the colors very well, but I know it's extraordinary for them.

Is it so strange that the woman who opened the door looked at me with astonished eyes, perhaps even living so long, she never saw elves with hair that resembled mine? It can be it.

"I'm sorry to bother you, ma'am, but I have to ask for a very important favor, I would like you to help me." My aunt lowered her head to her, and I think this is a sign of respect.

Watching my aunt do this, I also bowed my head to the woman, so she could be sure that I also wanted her help.

"Alright, come in." She continued to stare at me, but she said nothing, just told us to go inside her house, and I went in while holding my aunt's hand.

Since we got off the horse she never let go of my hand, I was already sweating all over, but even so, I didn't try to let go of her hand, because it feels good, I feel safe like that.

"Take off your shoes before entering, and clean your feet in that place." My aunt was speaking softly so that the woman would not listen, but I did as she asked. I took off the shoe I was wearing and then washed my feet.

She didn't use a rug, but a basin with water and some cloth, I don't know if this can be considered a carpet, but I'll call it that.

After doing this, we started walking inside her house, and I was looking to go back because I was in awe of the structure of her home. Everything was made of wood, and it also had some incredible decorations.

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Also, there were some paintings on the walls in specific places, but I didn't know the meaning of that, so for me, it was just strange drawings. I don't want to be rude, but whoever painted it was not very good.

But apart from the decorations and paintings, her house is very similar to ours, it is a typical elf house, but I don't know if it will continue like this for a long time, I think we are going somewhere strange.

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After a minute walking that seemed like an eternity, since I was starting to get nervous, we came to a room that was different from everything I had seen inside; the door was decorated with some strange things.

It seemed to be a crown of feathers or something, and it felt a lot like witchcraft, I don't know how to explain the feeling I had at that moment, it was like I was entering a hazardous environment.

But even with that feeling, inside the room, it wasn't as bad as I imagined.

It only had a table and a chair, in addition to an ordinary bed there was something different, there was a bathtub there, I can't call it a bathtub, it's more like a basin with water.

It also had a small cabinet with some herbs; it looked like a "witch's room." that was why I was so scared.

I looked at my aunt's face and realized she was very calm, so there was nothing wrong, and I didn't need to worry about it.

"So, something happens to the little girl, right?" The older woman said while sitting in the chair inside the room, my aunt and I were standing facing the woman.

'Does she know that something happened just by looking at me?' Maybe that's why she looked at me strangely when I was at her door; she may have noticed the curse.

"Yes, she ended up suffering some curse, I deduced that it would be one since she is in the same shape as Benjamin was at that time." Mine gave a speech that shocked me.

So Uncle Benjamin was cursed once? I never heard about it, and why didn't he tell me that I was cursed if he ever went through it? Maybe he didn't want to worry about me?

Well, I have to talk to him about it later, but I have a more critical subject now.

'How will she remove this curse from me?' I was still a little concerned about the method she is going to use.

"So that's it ... I want you to leave the room, and I need to talk to the little girl for a while." The older woman looked severe, so my aunt just accepted that and started walking towards the exit of the room.

Of course, before she left, she said, "Behave yourself." Just by looking in their eyes, I realized that she was very serious.

And when I looked into the eyes of the woman in front of me, she also seemed very serious. I think I'm trapped in some way, better not to do anything wrong here.