Lady Catherine by the shore carefully studied Roman with his eyes closed.
Her hands quietly moved behind her head, slowly undoing the thin cord around her neck.
With a gentle pull, her fragrant shoulders and collarbone appeared in the air, while the large white rabbit edging along her dress revealed most of itself, looking eager to leap.
She propped herself up on the stone surface and, with a firm tug, loosened her dress, causing the white rabbit trim to slip to the ground.
Lightly hooking the last piece of fabric, Lady Catherine lifted her left foot, then her right.
Only then did her smooth, creamy skin come into full view.
One hand covered her delicate chest while the other bent down to test the water’s temperature.
As she crouched, two snowy mounds quietly bloomed behind her.
After confirming the warmth, Lady Catherine stepped into the edge of the hot spring.
Seeing Roman still with his eyes closed, the white pattern on his right eye glowing with magic power, it was clear he had taken her words seriously since their last encounter.
“Hmph hmph…”
Lady Catherine’s beautiful eyes flickered, and suddenly a smile appeared on her lips.
Her alluring figure slipped beneath the water’s surface.
Silently, she moved behind Roman, emerging like a captivating mermaid, countless droplets sparkling around her.
Her expression was seductive, her movements graceful as she brushed the wet strands of hair from her forehead and lips.
Close to Roman’s back, Lady Catherine was about to speak when suddenly Roman’s body wavered and collapsed.
Quickly, she caught him.
Cradling Roman, she swam to the shore.
Once there, she gently laid him down before supporting herself against the stone edge and stepping out of the hot spring.
Despite their near-nudity, Lady Catherine held Roman’s back, allowing him to lean on her shoulder.
Just as she was about to say something, her gaze sharpened—she felt a sudden wave of heat radiating from between her thighs.
Her heart raced, and sweat began to mingle with the dampness from the hot spring, making it hard to tell them apart.
Today’s scene… was almost exactly like before.
On an impulse, Lady Catherine’s hand slipped downward.
Thinking back to what she had done that day, could this be the way to help Roman relax and wake up?
Blushing, she lowered her head.
It wasn’t just because she wanted to save him—after being “saved” by Roman’s fluids today, she hadn’t even realized that she was already showing signs of addiction.
***
“Child, wake up!”
Roman slowly stirred awake, hearing Lady Catherine’s anxious voice calling his name beside him.
“What is this…”
He felt as though a huge cart had rolled over his entire body, every muscle aching and weak.
In the dream just now…
If his memory served him right, that woman had gripped his waist, her silver hair cascading over his chest, riding him with abandon.
From time to time, she lowered her head to kiss his lips and bite his collarbone.
Compared to last time, when her actions were relatively gentle, this time she was clearly more experienced—and far rougher.
Only when she had filled him completely did she arch her brows in delight, lowering her head to reward him with a kiss.
It was no ordinary kiss; the meaning hidden within it carried a weight Roman could hardly imagine.
Lady Catherine, however, seemed even more perceptive.
She placed both hands on Roman’s shoulders, sensing the pure and crisp magic power within him.
Surprised, she opened her mouth slightly, clearly at a loss for words.
“Your magic power…”
According to Lady Catherine’s estimate, the purity of Roman’s magic power exceeded the theoretical maximum.
In other words, Roman might have raised his magic efficiency to 100% or beyond, and even Lady Catherine could not estimate his true limit in this realm.
“Incredible.”
Poking Roman’s shoulder, Lady Catherine said with astonishment.
“And you also…”
Roman froze as he became aware of the two snowy peaks pressing against his back, the supple flesh beneath unmistakable.
He glanced sideways at the edge of the hot spring, where Lady Catherine’s dress lay discarded.
“I saw you suddenly pass out just now, nearly sinking underwater. I quickly went in to hold you and see what was wrong,” Lady Catherine explained.
Roman cast a suspicious glance.
In such an emergency, she still took the time to remove her clothes?
After multiple encounters, Lady Catherine was now able to keep a cool head and remain unfazed.
The truth was, she had already undressed by the shore, ready to assist Roman through this process.
“How do you feel now?”
Clearing her throat, Lady Catherine asked.
“Although the amount of magic power in my body hasn’t changed much, I can do far more than before.”
“Is that so…”
Lady Catherine mused, then said, “Give me your hand.”
“Huh?”
With his back to her, Roman raised his palm, unsure how to offer it.
Lady Catherine smirked. The white rabbit trim that had surfaced earlier disappeared back down to her collarbone as she shifted her posture.
“All right, all right, that should be fine now, right?”
Roman quietly submerged himself again, then turned to meet Lady Catherine’s gaze.
Their fingers intertwined expertly, Roman felt her gentle magic flow through his body—just as comfortable and warm as always.
What she didn’t notice was that Lady Catherine’s condition was becoming increasingly abnormal.
Beyond the blush on her face, her body was visibly heating up.
Roman assumed Lady Catherine was just unaccustomed to the hot spring’s temperature, hence the redness.
From Lady Catherine’s perspective, Roman’s magic power, now purified and elevated, had an almost addictive effect on her, like the Enchanted Flower’s Curse, irresistibly drawing her closer.
The curse inside her began to stir.
When Lady Catherine opened her eyes again, her usually wise and discerning gaze had turned wild and dazed.
“Roman…”
Her hoarse voice suddenly called out his name.
“Ah? I’m here.”
Hearing the tremble in her voice, Roman immediately grasped her hand and moved closer with concern.
Taking advantage of Roman’s lowered guard, Lady Catherine pressed against him tightly, holding him in her arms.
“I just… suddenly found a method that might completely resolve my curse.”
Under normal circumstances, she would never have uttered such words.
But now, it was as if the Goddess of Creation were playing a Divine Joke.
“Good child, will you help me?”