Chapter 129: Origin - Part 1

Aine leaned forward, causing the seat to creak, sliding closer. Her deep, wondrous cleavage, like an endless ravine of peach paradise, entered Vincent's vision. He didn't want to look at his future mother like this and turned his eyes away. His mind filled with thoughts of the day Efrita matured like this woman.

'This woman is too fiery. The temptation is so great. Doesn't her partner care?'

Her lips curved into a blissful smile, watching his reactions. 'Haha! This old woman still has it. Able to charm this young man with mere cleavage. So innocent and cute, despite being one of those arrogant birdmen. Shall I eat him up? Aldan won't mind. He has his secret little flood dragon lover, after all!'

Aine slid her tongue over her glossy red lips before she continued the topic. She continued to stroke his hair, soothing his bewildered mind.