‘How long… has it been like this?’
As Praz is an intangible presence, the form it took on was nothing more than a symbol which signifies the identity of the Praz that the king had in his natural possession. Just because the Serpent king’s Praz materialised in the form of a snake, it didn’t really mean it had anything to do with the actual snake.
Although it was the Serpent king’s Praz which was known to have the clearest form of all, it still looked far from real. The Praz was translucent enough to see through its body from up close and with its blurry outline blended into the air of its surroundings, it was no more than a mere image of a snake.
However, what had appeared before his eyes right now was considerably different from the Praz he had always known. Except for not being able to feel its weight around his arm, the prominent scales on its skin almost had him convinced that it was a real snake that was coiling around his arm. The vibrant colors on its vivid skin had covered every skin of his arm with a shade casted by its coiled body.
Kasser concentrated further on his mind in an effort to bring out more of its presence out of him. And to his surprise, the body of the Praz, which was only as thick as his arm before, had suddenly swelled up to almost twice its original size.
‘A little more.’
The blue snake, which had now swelled up to almost the size of a human, was coiling around his whole body as if his arm alone was too cramped for its current size.
‘Go back in.’
At his command, the image of the snake had vanished into his skin as if it was being sucked into his body. And that all literally happened over a split second, barely enough for one to let out an exhale. A hollow laughter was let out by Kasser as he stared at his empty arm, clean without a single trace of blue scale.
Despite taking into account that it was the dry season, the handling of Praz came unexpectedly easy to him and he didn’t even devote his full strength to do so. It had never been this easy for him to take control of his Praz before. And he bet he had struggled more during his prince years, although the Praz was too weak to even have a form, back in those days.
‘The Praz has changed?’
It was hard for Kasser to put his finger on all that was happening to him of late. No one had ever informed him about the possibility of transformation in his inborn Praz before.
But the changes were obvious and what struck him eventually was that the changes he felt in his Praz could be the explanation for his increased vitality.
‘But how?’
There must be a reason behind all these changes. He took a moment to look back on what had changed in his life recently.
‘There’s nothing unusual about my recent trip to Holy City as I’ve visited the place numerous times before. Could it be because of the stronger larks which have started to appear more frequently as compared to the last active period? But Praz is not an ability which gets stronger the more it is used.’
His train of thought had stopped when he was about to trace back to his old memories as far as to the last active period. The image of Praz wagging its tail as it swims across the pool of water, which was only an illusion conjured up by Eugene, had flashed across his mind all of sudden.
‘…Eugene.”
Now that he thinks of it, there were a few occasions when he had felt that Praz was surprisingly well-disposed towards Eugene. But as he never assumed it to be able to have feelings like a living creature, he had not given much thought to it before.
‘Is it Anika’s presence around me that influences Praz?’
If that was the case, he should have felt all these changes three years ago.
After pondering for a while, a new hypothesis came to his mind. If Anika’s presence alone was not the trigger, then maybe it was the direct intimacy between him and an Anika that did the work.
Although it’s been three years since they were married, it was only three months ago when they had spent their first night together in three years of marriage. Which happens to coincide with the period he started to sense the changes in his Praz.
‘It can’t be.’
Kasser shook his head sideways as he was not logically convinced by his own surmise. As far as he knew, both Anika’s Ramita and the king’s Praz were known to be contradicting each other. Isn’t that the reason as to why Anika, who married the king, eventually returned to the Holy City? Most of them struggled to acclimatize themselves to the kingdom.
He leaped up from his seat with an urge to sift through old books in the castle for more leads to the matter. But he reluctantly plopped back to his chair as soon as he realized that he couldn’t afford to stray from his current tasks at hand.
‘I shall look into it after I come back.’
His eyes were then set on the documents once again. He buried himself back to his work as he needed neither a nap nor a rest at the moment.
Although it had been long since her servant left her chamber, not a single sound had drifted in through her door from outside so far. Eugene, all alone in her chamber, felt like she was growing anxious in vain the more her wait for his return prolonged.
[I’ll come see you tonight.]
The very recall of his low whisper had caused a flutter in her chest. Eugene had always been conscious of his steady gaze as she knew his eyes were always set on hers whenever they went. But despite all that, when something of importance comes up to him, he would never stray his eyes from what he was ought to do, not even for her.
She did fancy the way he looked when he was engrossed in his work. But at the same time, she also had this twisted thought of hers where she wanted to stir up his unwavering concentration. At this rate, she felt like she might insist on her childish act to implore him not to leave her side whatever the occasion. Eugene had always loathed the kind of lot who tended to behave differently when they start on their relationship, but now she felt like she could finally relate to them.
‘Can this be…love? This whole unstable feeling of mine?’
The word ‘like’ did not seem to fully depict her true feelings for him. Though she was overwhelmed with joy at the thought of him, that joy would sometimes be washed over by a wave of fear lurking inside her.
‘I wonder how he feels about me?’
Eugene looked into her reflection in the mirror of her dressing table. Being attended by her servants day and night, she had given herself no more than a quick glance at the mirror only to make sure she was looking presentable before she went on with her day. For the first time in a while, she studied her reflection in the mirror with some level of intensity in her eyes.
A line had creased her brow in a sudden bewilderment. It had only been three months since she had found herself thrown into a strange world inside someone else’s body. Yet, she was struggling to remember how she looked in her real world.
‘Eugene’ was only an average woman in her late twenties who strived her everyday life to make a living in her real world. Or one might say she had an appearance that was beyond average standard. Although it might just have been a smooth talk, she also had received multiple remarks about her looks with some regarding her as a beauty even.
Eugene had tried to recall her real face out of the reflection that was staring back at her. As the black hair and iris were both Jin and Eugene’s distinctive characteristics in their appearances, she couldn’t quite bring out the faint image of herself in her distant memory over the reflection in front of her.
She eventually had given up trying after a few more attempts, thinking there was no point in remembering her past as from now on she would be living in this new world in the way she looked in the mirror now.
‘Am I fast to adjust or am I just satisfied with how I look right now?’
The woman in the mirror was without doubt an indisputable beauty even from an objective point of view. Although her impassive face gave off cold impressions throughout, there was a coquettish charm from the way she smiled with her eyes.
Her gaze then shifted from her reflection to her hand which she had rested upon the dressing table. She gathered her fine-looking long fingers altogether so as when she held up her hand, her neatly aligned fingertips arched to a beautiful shape. And just like the slim bones of her fingers, her fine-boned physique had made her appear to be of slimmer build than she actually was.
Her glance had moved further from the tip of her fingers along her arm and eventually stopped around at her chest. Looking down into the thin fabric of her sleeping garment, the cleavage of her ample bosom had casted a dim silhouette down under her garment.
She was absent-mindedly observing down herself until she spotted a darkish mark on where her two mounds touched each other.
‘I never realized there was a mole down there.’
After unbuttoning the front of her sleeping garment which only revealed until her abdomen, she used her fingertip to lightly press on the skin of her bosom as if to pull it up to her so she can get a clearer look at the mark she found.
Soon, she had to gasp at her own finding, as the mark didn’t turn out to be a mole after all. It was in fact a mark which was left on by Kasser a few nights ago.
The mark, which was supposedly reddish, seemed to have turned bluish just in a few days of time. The very sight of the mark recalled the sensations she had felt when his lips were pressed upon her bre@sts as he sucked on it. She felt flushed with a sudden embarrassment as she was ashamed of herself for having disgraceful thoughts in her mind while waiting for her husband to return.
A restless sigh escaped her as she reached out to her garment to redo her buttons.
Knock knock.
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Eugene jerked her head to the sound at the door, looking stunned, as if she had been caught right in the middle of a shameful act. She was dumbfounded as she heard no sound of her servant calling out to her nor was she aware of the door of her chamber being opened. But somehow, he was here without her knowing…
Her eyes met with Kasser’s, who was standing with his one fist propped on the door as if he was knocking on it. She felt her heart plunge at the sight of him while her face burned up as if her cheeks were caught on fire.
She averted her eyes from his smoldering gaze while her trembling fingers grasped onto the fabric of her unbuttoned sleeping garment. She turned her back on him as her mind was now filled with nothing but a strong urge to escape from the embarrassing moment, despite all the time she had waited for his return today.
But she was soon caught by his grasp as he rushed towards her. And with his sturdy arm wrapped around her waist, he drew her body closer to him. Eugene let out a startled gasp as her body was turned back forcefully by his firm grasp despite all her resistance. He then impatiently pressed down on her lips with his, pushing himself deep into her mouth while he moved intrusively inside her.
She was soon engulfed by his warm flesh tangled with hers in her mouth as he sucked on hers. Eugene felt her head spinning as if her body was being swallowed whole by him. And every moan of hers that escaped her intermittently was muffled by him sooner or later.