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I must kill the man I love.

******************** Rye knew the exact moment his gaze slid down her face to her chest, as he leaned closer until she could feel his breath on her neck. Hot and steamy sending shivers down her spine as she felt him lean his muscles against her bosom. “You want me! You can deny it but I can feel it through the bond we share,” “Klas!” Rye gasped pushing against him with her eyes closed. Her eyes snaped open, shocked to feel him pull away something she was convinced he would never do. “FINE!” His deep voice echoing through the desolate mansion they stood in, after he sent all the servants off. “I’ll give you five seconds to leave Rye. After that, if you’re still here, I’ll make you regret ever pushing me away.” “One…” “Wha-what?” “Two…” Rye knew she should leave. Sleeping with Klas was something she had sworn never to do. They were just using each other. She needed his blood, and he needed her to remove the chains that bound his powers. Yet, the pleasure that thrummed through her body when he had kissed her was unforgettable. “Four…” In a panic, Rye finally found the strength to move but by then it was already too late and she saw it in his eyes just as she moved to walk past him. A cruel glint that made her wish she left when she had the chance to. “Five…” *************** The plan was for the both of them to work together and get what they wanted. Him-the throne. Her- the blue stone that would send her back to the human world. Rye had no idea when the plan changed and less how to adjust to it.

humanboss · Fantasie
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Chapter 67: Low Magic Storage

The next day went as smoothly as it could go, even as Rye impatiently waited for news about the initiation day.

Klas becoming a general also had a lot of benefits for Rye but the most she was concerned about was recharging the magic storage in her body.

The head of the ladies and the strongest amongst them called Seron finally came out to speak to them, before directing and teaching each of them how to heal, something they needed to become experts in if they were to be promoted to become servants.

'This is harder than it looks,' Rye thought while listening to Lady Seron mention using her magic to feel out the areas that needed to be fixed.

It looked so easy until Rye tried it on the volunteer in front of her, who stared warily at her with distrustful red eyes.

Rye had only placed her hands on his belly when he flinched in pain.