Rose should have known better. She should have controlled the emotions surging within her.
Cold, calculated logic and unwavering truth—those were the essence of a great mage.
Those were the very foundations of what made her the prodigy she was.
And yet… at heart, she was still just a young maiden.
Her actions were impulsive, reckless even—forceful in a way that defied all the discipline she had honed over the years.
But for someone like Rose, who was both innocent and ignorant of her own power, her own emotions, nothing she did could ever be truly meaningless.
Haah~
As their kiss deepened, as their breaths intertwined, she could feel it—the turbulence within her heart settling, the storm of confusion she had been drowning in finally beginning to calm.
And yet, paradoxically, the mana inside her flared with an intensity she had never experienced before.
'Yes… this is it…'
With each fleeting moment, every time she opened her eyes between stolen breaths, she saw it.
