Everything stopped. When Cayena moved her hand a little, she could feel the suspended space and time throbbing. It was a repelling force generated as she moved in the controlled space-time.
Suddenly, Cayena realized that it was her who had stopped time.
âThe magic can control time and space.â
She remembered Bayelâs words.
âHe said that my ability would bloom according to the life Iâve led.â
The magical ability that a contractor would acquire was similar to their life.
When she thought her ability was telekinesis, she figured that it suited her well. Up to now, she had been manipulated and moved by others.
But at this moment, she discovered that she could manipulate space-time.
âHowever, this ability isâŠâ
This magic was excessively superior.
If she could stop time, there was no limit to what she could do. Nothing in the future would pose a danger to her.
âJust now, I wished for this moment to last forever.â
âTo think I can pause time with just my thoughtsâŠâ
After the shock, joy began to fill her up.
It was perfect. This ability was the greatest power.
Like Cayena had wished, this ability assured she would never be helpless.
It was unbelievable how such a wonderful ability had cost only half her life span.
âWas I supposed to live a long life? But even if you compare a few decades with time controlling magic, the yield is outstanding.â
With this ability, itâd be easy to seize the throne.
She was going to take away what Rezef desired most right before his eyes and make him feel the same despair as her.
He needed to learn that he couldnât just take something valuable from someone and destroy it.
They couldnât be a family with that sort of relationship.
Then, a sharp ringing in her ears caused agony to dig into her whole body.
ââ!â
Cayena grabbed Raphaelâs shirt without thinking.
Was this because she was using powers above her means? She closed her eyes. Inwardly, she cried, âStop!â
Tock, tock, tock.
Time once again began to flow.
The wind carried along the scent of flowers, and she could feel Raphaelâs warm heartbeat. The air that had made her flesh numb with the repelling force of space-time became gentle again.
Cayena bit her lips harshly and buried her face in Raphaelâs face so he wouldnât see her face distorted in pain.
âYour Highness?â
Raphael was confused because from his perspective, Cayena had suddenly embraced him without restraint.
His body twitched, and he slowly ran his hand over Cayenaâs back. He felt her exhaling quietly.
âShall I call a doctor?â
Cayena shook her head. Raphaelâs expression turned serious when he noticed that her complexion seemed paler than before.
âAre you really all right? We can go back now, and the doctor willâŠâ
âNo.â
Cayena swiftly grabbed onto him.
âIâm fine. Just stay here, please.â
Raphael was about to stand up, but he followed Cayenaâs request.
Cayena knew that since this was the aftereffect of magic, it wouldnât do any good to check with a doctor.
It was disappointing. Logically, a strong ability came at a steep price.
It would be fatal for her to become so tired after using magic. Thus, itâd be difficult for her to use this power for her political plays.
âBut itâll be the social season soon, so I should be able to use it there.â
The magic was perfectly suited for carrying out plans in crowded locations.
While she thought that, Cayena felt the hand cautiously patting her on the back. It made her smile.
Her sharp nerves softened because of the touch that treated her like she was precious.
Cayena opened her mouth.
âThank you, Raphael. You helped me again.â
âIâm just glad that I could be of help.â
Raphael couldnât help but be delighted by Cayenaâs words. He felt secure at those words that seemed to express that she wanted and needed him.
Cayena stroked his head as if praising a well-behaved child.
Raphaelâs expression subtly slipped. âIt feels strange every time you treat me like this.â
âWhatâs so strange?â
As Cayena batted her lashes and smiled disingenuously, Raphael raised an eyebrow, leaned his head, and kissed her.
âWhat is it?â
âI thought you were looking at me so I would kiss you.â
ââŠâŠâ
When she stared at him, dumbfounded at his absurd words, Raphael kissed her again.
Cayena quietly laughed. Then, Raphael opened his lips and swallowed that laugh.
The air around them heated up. One of his large hands supported Cayenaâs back while the other held her head. Cayena hugged Raphael by the neck and drew him closer to her.
Breathlessly, they exchanged longing gazes. His lips slowly found places to travel beyond her lips.
Cayena thought that things would go out of control if they continued like this, but it was hard to hold back. In front of Raphaelâs deep thirst, she couldnât remain rational at all.
âSister!â
Ethelâs voice called out in the distance, Startled, Cayena pushed Raphael away.
As she hastily stood up and smoothed out the wrinkles on her dress, Raphael wrapped his arm around her waist and whispered in her ear.
âYouâll become dizzy if you stand too quickly, so please be careful.â
The breath that caressed her ears rekindled the tingling sensation.
âI understand, so let me go.â
Embarrassed, Cayena pulled his arm away.
Fortunately, Ethel only appeared after that was done.
âWere you looking for me?â
Ethel had changed into normal clothes. He glanced between Cayena and Raphael, who were standing overly close together.
âYes. Sir Jonathan said it would be good if Your Highness came back inside.â
Raphael stared back with just as much displeasure because Ethel had interrupted his precious time with Cayena.
âI see. Letâs return to the mansion.â
At Cayenaâs words, Raphael held out his arm to escort her.
âYou had a dizzy spell earlier, Your Highness. Iâll walk you back.â
Cayenaâs eyes narrowed a little at his excuse.
Ethel, with a surprised expression, quickly approached Cayenaâs side and he held out his arm.
âIf so, Iâll escort you to the mansion, Sister.â
Raphael retorted, âIt looks difficult for someone of your height to properly escort a lady. Perhaps you should attempt it when you become as tall as I am.â
Ethel looked furious when Raphael mentioned his stature.
He wasnât very tall compared to his peers, so he was sensitive about it.
Cayena swallowed a sigh. She briefly looked at Raphael, then reached out her hand to Ethel.
âWill you hold my hand, Ethel?â
Ethel shyly held her hand.
When they arrived, Jonathan hurriedly approached them.
âYour Highness! Iâve prepared our best room for you to use. Itâs been so long since youâve come over; would you like to stay and sleep here tonight?â
Cayena had no intention of responding to Jonathanâs artless appeal.
âWhat rumors will he try to spin if I stay here overnight?â
Then, Raphael said, âHer Highness felt unwell while taking a walk just now. I believe she should return to the palace to be examined by a doctor and rest.â
âOh, thatâsâŠâ
Jonathan looked disgruntled for a moment, then turned to Cayena with a worried expression.
âHow is your body?â
âItâs nothing to worry about. But I think I do need some rest.â
Meanwhile, Olivia had briskly walked to Cayena.
âLetâs go back.â
âYes, Your Highness.â
The Hamels and their servants saw off Cayena while she waited for her carriage.
Cayena whispered to Raphael, who was standing beside her. âPlease get along with Ethel. Donât fight with him.â
âI have never fought with him.â
She was bemused by his words, but she left it at that.
Soon, the carriage arrived. Before getting inside, Cayena asked Raphael,
âBy the way, Duke, are you not going home?â
Raphael shrugged and looked toward Ethel.
âI havenât finished my business yet.â
Cayena furrowed her brows a bit, but she made herself smile again.
âAll right. Then, I will see you again later.â