The chieftain approached Aaron and caressed his slick, black hair along with his face. The feel of her palm was warm, mildly moist and enticing but Aaron would not fall victim to such tricks.
As she touched him, he felt a gentle force of energy try to penetrate his body. Perhaps, that was the clue he needed to figure out the trick that King Elda was using. Judging from how she kept trying while faking her facial expressions, Aaron was sure that it was it.
Her touch was her method of casting her spell and putting a few things together, he came to the singular conclusion that she wielded some kind of attraction spells that kept people bound to her and always willing to do her binding.
Aaron smiled mischievously and chucked within himself, knowing her feminine stunts wouldn't make him falter.
'I see. So that's how you do it. Interesting!' he celebrated within himself. 'She radiates a sultry aura with her touch, an aura of pure lust and pleasure, and that is how she attracts and seduces her victims. By increasing the amount of pleasure and lewd desires towards her, she keeps them on the leash.'
'What a wonderful ability!' he thought.
The chieftain's face lit up with astonishment the minute Aaron took hold of her wrist and pulled her closer to him. She was shocked as she fell freely on his body, her body pressing firmly against his.
As their bodies collided, Aaron raised her arm over her head and grinned at her.
"You want me, huh!" he shouted. "You're going to have to work for it!"
Elda managed to break hold of his grip and reel backwards, keeping her distance from her guest.
"M-My lady!" Rhis exclaimed, shocked at Aaron's insolence. She snarled at Aaron and moved her feet, read to dash towards him.
"Don't interfere, Rhis!"
Instantly shut down, Rhis recoiled within herself like a tamed dog on a leash and kept her calm, staying silent for the rest of the time that Aaron remained in the room.
"You look flustered, my lady. Are you, perhaps, tired?" Aaron teased her. "I can help you with that. I've been told that I have soft hands that make for a good massage."
Elda waved her long, straight, dark purple hair off her face and got a glimpse of her wrist. She gritted her teeth at the sight of redness around her wrist but didn't allow Aaron to see her anger as it built.
She faced him once more and put up a half smile. "Did they? Maybe one of the nights you're here, I will see for that massage."
"Are you already asking me out?" Aaron flirted with her further. "Slow down, darling. I'd say you're come off too strong."
King Elda felt an airy pressure blow over her face and dishevel her hair while she could only stand and gape at the emptiness that Aaron left.
He had appeared very close to her, perhaps too close. His breath caressed her left ear softly as he opened his mouth to whisper.
Elda had now become truly overwrought, having been dominated by this strange man.
"You don't even know if you're my type yet," Aaron spoke in a low, slow voice into her ears.
Hearing this, she suddenly felt the weight of the world on her shoulders. Her eyes broadened and her form froze with profound astonishment.
Never before had anyone said such a thing to her, and never before had anyone resisted her charm.
And this man before her... Aaron Winters.
This man had just done both.
She was vexed and pleased at the same time.
Other male creatures were easily enthralled and then entrapped in her charm but Aaron was different from them. He was the nut in the sack of nuts that was the hardest to crack.
That made his case a bit more challenging for the chieftain. Ordinarily, she would take up the challenge and see who would emerge the victor but that fight was already settled... and Aaron had won.
He was the one dominating her. The one whose hand lifted hers and whose hand was wrapped around her curvy waist at the moment.
The moment she realised this, her eyelids flickered and she tried to pull away but Aaron's grip was quite strong on her back.
Aaron laughed. "A minute ago you were chasing after me, now you're running?" he poked fun at her while he loosening his grip and letting her go.
The chieftain shifted back and adjusted her kimono to cover her exposed thighs and nipple that had slipped out when Aaron pulled her.
"Leave this place at once!" she ordered her guest.
She was ashamed and utterly embarrassed by Aaron and his aura.
Aaron scratched the back of his head. "Tch, I was already leaving. I'm hungry anyway."
He turned his back to the chieftain and Rhis, leaving them with the same expression on their faces—the look of a defeated person. However, that expression did not last long before another emotion took over and in this case, they had different sentiments about Aaron.
While Rhis was taken aback by Aaron's flawless domination of her mistress, she couldn't voice such a thing out, especially with her already on the chieftain's black book for the night.
She gnashed her teeth, embittered by Aaron's actions and vowed to get her revenge for humiliating the chieftain.
While Rhis was vexed, the chieftain continued to look in the direction that Aaron walked, biting her lips as overwhelming pleasure washed over her body. She saw herself high in the clouds and surrounded by stars.
Her encounter with Aaron felt surreal. She couldn't believe that she would ever meet a man alive who could resist her charm and not only that... reject her.
Now, she just wanted Aaron even more. She wanted to know what kind of man he was.
How was he able to do it?
How did he vanquish her aura so easily?
Who exactly was this man?
As the chieftain immersed herself deep in her thoughts about Aaron, her right hand had snuck into her colourful kimono and stimulated her nipple into an erection.
She played with her left breast as she thought about Aaron and the mystery that revolved around his persona.
Her guest, Aaron Winters, left her wild, wet and curious.
At this moment, the chieftain's interest in her guest was piqued.