The Cursed Prince's Strange Bride

"Why don't you try it instead?" Harold suggested to Alicia when he noticed her interest in whatever it was the shaman was doing.

"I'm more curious to hear what he will say about you," She said eagerly as she pushed him to the front, while the others watched curiously to see if Harold was going to do as she said.

"Do you think he might be real?" Harvey asked Alicia curiously since she was the witch amongst them.

"There is no way to know if we don't try again," Alicia said before poking Harold's side.

"What are you waiting for?" She asked when she noticed how he was standing there with no attempt to step forward.

"I don't want to..."

"What if I go first? Will you give it a try?" Alicia asked, and Harold reluctantly agreed.

"I don't think that is a good idea," Harvey said with a slight frown, worrying that if the shaman was real, he might see that Alicia was a witch and that would endanger her.

"Don't worry. I can handle myself," Alicia assured him, and immediately, Alvin handed Alicia the coin he was holding, making Susan scowl at Alvin as she wondered why he didn't offer her the coin when she asked for one earlier.

Alicia dropped the coin in front of the shaman and waited expectantly for him to read her fortune.

Naturally, she was curious to know what he was going to say about her and to see if he was real or not, seeing how he had unexpectedly given Susan such bad news.

"What do you want to know?" The shaman asked as he focused his gaze on Alicia.

"Anything. Tell me anything you see about me," Alicia said with a cheerful smile as she watched the man.

He gave her a nod as he handed her the cup he had handed Susan earlier, and Alicia drew out a stick, which she handed to him.

The shaman frowned as he looked from Alicia to the stick and then back again. "There is nothing."

"What do you mean?" Alicia asked with a slight frown.

"I don't see anything. You are a strange one," the shaman said, and Alicia pursed her lips as she considered his words.

Perhaps he was not seeing anything because she was a different soul in a different body?

"So you can't see my past or my future?" She asked, and he shook his head.

"You are strange," he said, and Alicia reached for her coin, but he quickly snatched it away before she could take it.

"It's mine," he said, and she gave him a nod as she stood, while Susan snorted where she stood.

"He can't see anything about her, yet tells me all that nonsense," Susan muttered under her breath.

"It's your turn," Alicia said once she got to where Harold stood and took his hands as she dragged him over to where the shaman was.

"But he couldn't tell you anything..."

"I'm sure he has his reasons. Let's find out what he will say to you," Alicia insisted, and reluctantly, he went to sit down there and threw a gold coin in front of the Shaman.

The Shaman's eyes lit up again, and even the crowd of people was beginning to get curious about the identity of these people that were throwing golden coins about.

"Would you like to know anything in particular?" The man asked, but Harold shook his head with a bored expression on his face.

He handed Harold the same cup after shaking it for him to pick a stick out of it, and Harold didn't hesitate before he snatched one and threw it to him.

He looked back at Alicia with an expression that said, "I don't want to do this," but she held up her two thumbs to him with an encouraging grin.

"Your blood is precious." The Shaman said as he narrowed his eyes to look at Harold.

"Anything else?" Harold asked impatiently.

The man was a bit flustered by his attitude and looked at the stick again before looking up at Harold.

"You share this precious blood with two living people. One of them—"

"Three," Harold said and stood up, pointing out the flaw in his statement. He was a scammer indeed.

"They are two," the shaman insisted.

"You should pack up and leave if you're going to keep deceiving people!"

"I knew he was a scam!" Susan muttered under her breath.

"Stop letting him deceive you out of your money! He is a fake!" Susan yelled, inciting the crowd.

Most of the people in the crowd became enraged and even began to throw objects at the Shaman, who quickly packed his things, not forgetting his gold coins as he ran away.

Alicia tried to hold back her laughter as she saw a grumpy Harold approaching, but she could not help it. She laughed out loud while he glared at her.

"It's not funny," Harold pointed out, but Alicia couldn't help it.

"It's funny that I almost fell for his tricks. I can't believe such good con artists exist here too," Alicia said in amusement.

Had the so-called shaman not been wrong about Harold's family relations, she would most likely have believed that he was real.

Harold raised an eyebrow. "Con artists?" He asked the same question that the others were curious about.

"Yes. People who cheat and trick other people," Alicia explained as they began to move again, and then she pointed at a clothes shop ahead of them.

"Isn't that the place we got our clothes?" She asked, and Harold nodded.

"That's right."

"We can get clothes for the others there," Alicia suggested, but before Harold could refuse and let her know he had made that exception for only her, she started walking ahead of him, and Susan quickly ran after her excitedly, leaving Luciana and Paulina to do the same.

"You are not going to let them all wear male clothes, are you?" Williams asked Harold with a slight frown while Harvey and Lance looked at him curiously.

"They can all wear whatever they choose. Feel free to get a dress for yourself if you want one," Harold said before walking away.