Layla followed behind him slowly, listening to his tale, her sapphire eyes glued to the white rose on his forearm. She wasn't sure whether to believe this or not. She had heard that the residents of this mansion were cursed, but if this was the truth then this curse was nothing like the village thought it was. Layla frowned a bit and brought her eyes up to Axle's critically, watching his face for any motion belying his story. "How do I know you're not just making this up to make me pity you or to make yourself sound more interesting?" Surely if all four of the brothers were cursed, than they all would know about it..