Chapter 19: By the Mercy of Lernia
They both pulled back from the kiss, panting softly, breaths mingling in the air between them as they licked the lingering blood from each other’s lips—slow, deliberate, almost reverent.
Crimson eyes shimmered under the flickering firelight, glinting with something ancient and primal—desire, hunger, and something that might just be affection.
[Condition: Deepen your bond with your progeny (50%)]
’Really? A kiss is only halfway?’
Corven let out a breathless laugh, raking a hand through his damp hair. Strands clung to his forehead, sweat and blood drying under the night breeze.
’It really likes to rush things, huh...?’
Rose tilted her head, still catching her breath, eyes narrowing with amused curiosity. "Thinking about something else...?" she asked, her voice light but probing.
Corven gave a small smile, his eyes dancing with mischief. "It’s nothing..."
"Liar," Rose said flatly, grinning. "I know you have that... odd voice in your head."
Corven raised a brow. "Did my blood tell you that?"
"Well, duh." She gave a short, melodious chuckle. "Your blood’s practically a cheat sheet."
She leaned in closer again, eyes sharp with intrigue. "What’s it asking this time?"