Synopsis
New Year's Day, a fortune reading, and somehow I walked away with a curse. If I'm not the last one to speak in any conversation, my body starts turning to stone. Yes, really. I managed to hold on for a year… and then this Duke showed up. The man cannot stop replying. "Right, thank you." "You have a good day!" "And a good day to you as well, Count." "Thank you!" "Likewise." "Please, no need to respond." "Count, you really don't have to reply." Did I not just say stop responding? Don't reply! I have a curse forcing me to…
