Chapter 818: Fled in Panic
After Vaan ended his spiritual meeting with Hecate, his main consciousness returned to his body, and he regained awareness of reality.
Although he was still holding Ninth Dream's delicate hand, it was no longer cool to the touch. On the contrary, it was very warm as Ninth Dream herself had turned red like a tomato. However, no movement came from her body; she was frozen still like a stone statue. Only a whirlpool of chaotic thoughts and emotions raged within the windows of her unfocused gaze.
Despite standing face to face, Ninth Dream subconsciously avoided meeting Vaan's gaze. She did not dare look into his eyes.
In fact, Ninth Dream wanted nothing more than to disappear on the spot.
However, she wasn't sure what to say to Vaan in order to escape his clutches. Her heart was palpitating with anxiety just by thinking about it. Even though she knew she had to say something and break away, she couldn't form any words on the tips of her tongue.
She wasn't in the right state of mind to think or act.
Suddenly, Vaan rubbed Ninth Dream's soft hand with his thumb, and an electrifying sensation ran down her body in that instant, causing her to shiver.
At the same time, Ninth Dream broke out of her dilemma as she couldn't help but look at Vaan in shock.
"Are you alright, Lady Ninth Dream? Was the spiritual connection draining? It looks like your body is cooking up a fever," Vaan feigned concern as he gauged the temperature of her forehead with his free hand, increasing their skinship.
Ninth Dream felt another rush of that electrifying sensation upon contact, and her heart skipped a beat.
In the same instant, she also broke away from Vaan in a jittery state. She felt shy and embarrassed, yet strangely enough, she didn't hate the feeling as much as before. It made her confused and lost.
Was she broken?
"Ahem, I-I'm alright. I appreciate your concern, Sir Vaan, but there's nothing to worry about," Ninth Dream replied after a slight cough.
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