Rudy could taste his own blood through Nyxia's mouth, and Nyxia was tasting hers. After a pleasing kiss, their lips parted, and their eyes met.
They stared into each other's eyes as though that was the only thing that mattered and existed in the world.
Nyxia smiled with a flushed face and muttered, "You don't seem to mind it."
"Obviously. Who wouldn't want to be kissed by a hot girl like you?" Rudy replied with a grin.
Nyxia squinted her eyes and uttered, "Who was it that was questioning my character in the royal bathhouse?"
"Certainly not me."
Nyxia moved her hands to Rudy's face and held it carefully. She caressed his face with her cold hands and rubbed her thumbs on her cheeks while gazing into his eyes with a gentle smile on her face.
"I might have been charmed by you," he said calmly.
"Oh? I don't think so. I would know if you were charmed by you. I could order you, control you, use you. But that's not happening."
