Orion seized her by the arm and a sudden burst of white light engulfed them both. "Hmm!" he chuckled with spite. Have you found a way to mask your mana if this is a game you're playing it won't end well." He glared at her.
"Hey, what did you do to me, I knew this was some sort of cult."she steadied herself due to a dizzy spell caused by Orion's action.
As a Trojan, Orion had the ability to assess anyone's mana flow just by any form of physical contact. He was sure Lorianne had been indulging in black magic, why else would a stong and stoic leader like the Late Emperor abandon his whole empire for one woman? Black magic was banned in the whole of Aethoria. Anyone who so much as harbored the will to practice it was executed without trial. Fortunately the white glow of light cleared her off that charge. But that wasn't the strangest thing, her mana and candor(mana vessel) werent...
He walked towards the open window with large strides. He stared at his hand, he could feel the sensation that ran through his arm the moment he touched her. Earlier on he had wore a pair of gloves avoiding any chance of touching her skin due to the sheer disgust he felt towards her. He clenched his arm and ordered without turning back.
"Luc!"
"Yes, Sire?" Luc bowed deeply awaiting his master's command. "Inform the maids to move her to the second floor on the East Wing and make them have her looking presentable in the next 2 hours."
"Ah ...yes of course, Sire!" Luc stumbled all over his words flustered and rushed out to carry out his master's commands. "What, you can't be serious that's the floor reserved for nobles how could you possibly move her there- ...Sire!" Yul clutched his chest as though he would have a heart attack. Orion merely spared him a placid glance and turned to face Sasha. "One slip up and you'll be executed without a second thought."