Named after the days of the week. When she was a slave, she was called Wednesday. When she was about to die due to a small rebellion,
"—Finally found you."
In just one night, I found out I had three brothers.
It seems I am the key to breaking the curse on the Askanier royal family.
"You need to be strong enough for clothes to feel tight, to the point where you can't wear them anymore. That's your first task."
"Don't worry, little one. All the bad guys will be punished by your big brother."
"You look like a little chick. Small and weak. I will protect you."
But why are the siblings, called tyrants, so sweet to me?