Chapter 75 : Multiverse
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The endless waves of water above the manor lake condensed into a bright and clear ice castle, sending a sharp chill into the air. A thick layer of frost coated the grass and trees, the cold radiating outward like a silent storm.
Finn turned back to glance at Wanda, a small smirk curling his lips. His deep, starry eyes reflected the shimmering ice structure behind him, gleaming with anticipation.
"Witch, do you like it?"
Wanda stood still, staring at the castle in stunned silence. The mist of her breath curled in the freezing air as she slowly stepped forward. Then, as if drawn by an unseen force, she wrapped her arms around Finn and pressed a soft kiss to his cheek, her crimson eyes shimmering with emotion.
"It's beautiful," she murmured.
Finn chuckled, brushing his fingers along the tip of his nose. "I just made what you wanted."
His voice was casual, as if sculpting an entire ice fortress from the sky was something ordinary. In truth, he hadn't known witches had a thing for castles. He just figured that most girls—especially those raised on Western fairy tales—could never resist the allure of one.
Wanda's fingers trembled as she traced the cold edges of the icy castle with her eyes. The sheer scale of it was breathtaking.
"I love it," she whispered.
Her voice cracked slightly, and Finn's gaze softened. She lifted her arms, reaching for him, and in an instant, her crimson energy enveloped them both. A deep red glow pulsed from her hands, and the two shot upward into the sky, gliding toward the floating castle. The closer they got, the more Wanda's heartbeat quickened.