Liam sighed, setting the card down on the counter.
"Relax, I'm not planning to deal with him. I told him no, and I plan to stay as far away from this whole thing as possible. If you're that freaked out about it, I'll get rid of the card for good."
"You don't understand,"
Asger muttered, his eyes still fixed on the card.
"Things like that don't just go away. It's not a normal object. If it keeps coming back, it's bound to you somehow."
"Bound to me?"
Liam echoed, his stomach sinking.
Asger nodded grimly.
"It's like a magical anchor. Whoever gave it to you probably marked you with some kind of spell or enchantment. That's why it keeps finding its way back to you. It's not going to stop unless you deal with it properly."
Liam groaned, rubbing his temples.
"Great. Just what I needed—another headache. First the system won't let me sleep, and now this. What do I even do with it?"