I originally pretended to be a girl who came to join his harem, but I, unfortunately, had no way to hide my eyebrows. He recognized me--I told you, I was the daughter of a Marquess from the same area. Sateriajis and I grew up together, along with his brother, Cherub. So he recognized me and... He decided to be cruel. I pretended to be under his spell after that, mimicking the behavior of the missing women. He believed it and I went to bed with him and... I got back my trump card, him thinking I was under his sway.

[...Speaking of her trump card, she keeps it on her. She brings it out from under her shirt: a pretty, golden key.]

...When he came back to me, I buried the knife born from this into his chest, and that was that.