Can Lynn hold his stance?
At the moment the fair and tender thigh was revealed to Lynn, the emerald "Eye of the Soul" mark sparkled in the dark.
At this moment, Tiya resembled a Muse Goddess from myths, bathed in the moonlight from the window, appearing pure and lovely.
Yet her actions were somewhat surprising, as if willingly presenting herself, she gently held her moon-white Magic Robe like a skirt, exposing her most private areas to the young man.
The cotton-white material faintly outlined shapes and contours, almost making Lynn, already submerged in desire, lose control.
Fortunately, he had long developed a reflexive habit.
After all, when he first met Ivyst, any slip would have meant certain death.
However, as of today, this habit had become hard to shake, and he didn't know if that was good or bad.
In an instant, the "Lie Swallowing" activated, and Lynn's gaze immediately dimmed, becoming vacant and sluggish.
At this moment, he was in a strange state.
His consciousness, like having a soul out of body, hovered high above, looking down at himself, while desire ceaselessly washed over his spirit and will.
Yun Chang, eager for battle, was the best proof.
Seeing Lynn enter the hypnosis as she had intended, Tiya barely perceptibly sighed.
Logically, such a gesture should only belong to cheap prostitutes and had nothing to do with the noble and inviolable Silent Saintess.
Their relationship had definitely not progressed to that stage.
At this point, could she still consider herself pure?
Tiya didn't know, feeling her mind in turmoil.
After doing all this, she gently lowered her robe, then knelt down, her delicate pink soles pressed beneath her small, round buttocks, hands on her knees, gazing complexly at the youth before her.
Although he was hypnotized, his face still bore traces of pain and an unusual pallor.
And his palms, due to his own gnawing, were bloody, staining the white sheets with specks of crimson.
He must be hiding something.
Despite the urgent journey, she knew nothing about whether there was a way from the Black Street Market to get him out of the city, and she felt distraught over it.
But regardless, Lynn was more important.
If something happened to him, everything she had done would be meaningless.
With this thought, Tiya softly asked, "Is there something you're hiding from me?"
The moment the question fell, Lynn became tangled and hesitant.
Damn, what a question.
If he lied here, she could easily see through him, and might even suspect whether the "hypnosis" was fake.
Right now, he was already troubled about how to handle things with Tiya, and any unexpected event might lead to unpredictable outcomes.
In other words, she might lose control, doing things he wouldn't want to see.
Moreover, Lynn didn't find any suitable excuses to cope with the situation.
Various thoughts flashed through his mind, but a hypnotized person shouldn't hesitate.
Therefore, Lynn decided immediately, speaking in a dull, slow voice: "Yes."
Tiya pursed her shiny pink lips, glancing inadvertently at Lynn's body, and then saw a fierce bulge.
Seeing this, a fleeting blush appeared on Tiya's face, exceedingly charming.
Only because he was in a hypnotic state could she glance without concern.
But moments later, Tiya suddenly recalled how spirited that part of him had been in the morning.
Indeed, men are all creatures filled with lewd thoughts.
It was just unexpected that in such a life-or-death crisis, he was still thinking of such things.
Perhaps from the start, he harbored dark, dirty thoughts when he invited her to "share a bed."
Could it be he thought that after what happened in the carriage in the morning, he could do as he pleased with her?
For a moment, Tiya's gaze lightened as if she had found the answer.
Then she heard Lynn's slow voice again: "...The 'Curse Mark' inside me has acted up."
This answer was unexpected for Tiya, making her blink.
"That is a 'Curse Mark' the Princess has placed in my body, suppressing my desires on a regular basis but doesn't eliminate them completely, accumulating until it bursts all at once when it crosses a certain threshold."
Under Tiya's gaze, the young man spoke unhurriedly about the issue, as if it were unrelated to him.
But to her, these words stirred up a huge wave.
Being a woman, particularly a perceptive one, Tiya naturally connected many dots.
Recalling their first meeting when Ivyst announced in public that Lynn was her future king, a complex emotion suddenly arose.
So, they had already been in that sort of relationship and even such a playful Curse Mark had been planted in him.
But then, what did all he said to her mean?
What about the lost twelve years of memory, the undisclosed past? In front of that woman Ivyst, it all just seemed like a complete joke.