Chapter 90 - Airmid’s Gift

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South of Orario—

A bustling street near one of the city's luxury hotels.

Raven Eltharion had just spent 5,000 valis to rent a luxurious VIP suite.

Inside the splendid room, a corona-shaped magic stone chandelier hung from the ceiling,

casting soft white light that filled the room.

At that moment—

Raven and Airmid sat together on the edge of an immaculate, snow-white bed.

The mattress had excellent elasticity; sitting on it felt incredibly comfortable.

Airmid gently pinched the hem of her dress with her fingers, sitting upright with her legs together, posture elegant.

Her expressive violet eyes shimmered with a hopeful gleam as she gazed at him.

"Alright," Raven said with a soft smile, watching her nervous and shy demeanor,

"Take off your dress first."

Airmid didn't respond right away. She bit her lip slightly and looked down.

After a long pause, her eyes glistening like water, she quietly said—

"…Could you… help me take it off?"

As the words left her lips, a soft pink blush spread across her pale cheeks.

She turned around and closed her eyes, baring her back to Raven.

"Sure."

Without hesitation—

He reached out, untying the satin ribbon at her back, then smoothly unzipped the dress.

As his fingers touched her skin, Airmid's body trembled slightly.

Once the dress slipped off—

Her flawless snow-white back was fully revealed to him, bare and unguarded.

In truth—

Airmid was the same age as Eina: both were nineteen-year-old girls in the prime of youth.

Throughout her life, she had never grown close to any man.

Until Raven appeared.

Only then did she realize the gentle stirrings of affection blossoming in her heart.

And the person she had fallen for—

Was none other than the one who made her feel safe and seen: Raven Eltharion.

"You can turn around now."

Upon hearing that—

Airmid's heartbeat quickened sharply.

She instinctively bit her lip and turned back to face him,

her silver-white hair rippling like silk.

Sitting so close, Raven looked at her slender form with quiet admiration.

Her curves were elegant, her waist slim like a willow branch—

a graceful and captivating silhouette.

Then—

Raven reached out and lightly pinched her smooth, flat belly.

The softness beneath his fingertips was like the touch of polished jade.

"Does it hurt here?"

"…No."

Dressed only in lacy white undergarments, Airmid gently shook her head.

"What about here?"

"…Still no."

Raven, like a doctor, continued examining her for the "source" of her pain.

But no matter where he checked—

He couldn't seem to figure out what was wrong.

Just then, Airmid let out a soft, delicate laugh.

The gentle sound, like a blooming magnolia, radiated warmth and grace.

"Raven, shall I tell you where?"

"…Would you mind turning off the lights first?"

Her refined, glowing smile lit up her face like starlight.

"…Alright."

Raven sighed lightly.

After all…

Airmid was a real healer.

Compared to her magic, his clumsy "physical treatment" probably looked like a child's play in her eyes.

He reached for the switch beside the bed—

Click.

The chandelier's gentle light vanished, plunging the room into darkness.

"Raven…"

"Come to bed."

Airmid's voice was soft and inviting.

"…Okay."

Raven took a slow breath, catching the subtle floral scent from her body.

Though he couldn't see her face—

With his sensory-based skill, he could sense her every movement clearly, even in the dark.

Yes—

Airmid had slipped under the covers and was quietly removing every last piece of clothing.

"Are you in bed yet…?"

Her hand reached out, searching around, but couldn't find him.

Standing frozen for a moment, Raven suddenly felt a surge of heat flood through his chest.

"…Yeah, I'm coming."

…

Time flew by.

Before long, forty minutes had passed in the blink of an eye.

"I've finally learned all the secret healing techniques you taught me,"

Raven said as he gently stroked the top of her small head, her long silky hair flowing smoothly.

Even in the darkness—

Airmid was still incredibly shy.

She didn't say anything.

She simply wrapped her slender arms around his neck and held him tightly.

"Airmid… would you consider switching to my Familia?"

However—

The only reply he received was a gentle shake of the head.

"…Sorry, Raven."

"I don't think that's possible. My god wouldn't let me leave the Familia so easily."

"…I see," Raven murmured, slightly disappointed.

After all—

In most cases, when it came to a captain of a Familia, the god would never approve of a transfer.

Things weren't as simple as Raven had hoped.

Noticing his change in mood, Airmid quickly added—

"But…"

"I'll give you medicine for free."

"Will that make up for it?"

"Even Panaceas?" Raven blinked in surprise.

That actually sounded… kind of amazing.

"Mhm." Airmid leaned up and pecked him gently on the cheek.

"So don't be upset anymore, okay?"

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