human
Tinasha:  “Oh!” Inspiration abruptly struck Tinasha, and her head snapped up. Surely this feeling is the final piece to undoing the curse.
gpt
Tinasha:  The desire to leave something behind. That was what the curse placed on Oscar had desired all along. Inside the spell woven by the Witch of Silence’s own distinct language, there was a further coded portion, the definition name. Even if the curse were broken, that portion would remain.
human
Tinasha:  In the curse Tinasha had examined four centuries ago, that bit hadn’t been negated. The final piece of the spell had to exist to ensure the definition name remained. “Which means…” Tinasha looked at Oscar, still asleep with his head in her lap.
gpt
Tinasha:  She wanted to test out her theory right away, but he was resting. If possible, she would prefer to let him relax to make up for his hectic daily schedule. After thinking for a moment, Tinasha spread her arms wide. A fluffy white blanket appeared between them, and she placed it over the king. Then she closed her eyes and began to contemplate the curse.