Miria hid behind a bookshelf, watching Asher silently.
The young man, sitting in the house library, was leafing through an old grimoire, his hair falling over his forehead.
He seemed calm... too calm.
Miria took a deep breath. Okay, remember the plan, she thought.
In his head, the words of Alix and Kira resonated.
Memory:
Kira, arms crossed:
— Listen, Miria, if you don't do something, he might do something stupid. And when I say stupidity, I'm talking about… the irreparable.
Miria's eyes widened.
—What's irreparable?
Kira, with a smirk:
— Let's say… fulfill his fantasy.
— Kira! Miria protested, her face red.
Alix, in a falsely innocent tone:
— Oh let's see, you know very well what she's talking about. A hot night, perhaps?
—Alix!!!
- WHAT ?!
"Hey, relax," Kira continued. There are two ways to return him to normal: either you let him satisfy his desires... or you give him this potion while you recite the counterspell.
Alix added, mischievously:
— Well yes, Alix confirmed with a predatory smile.
But since you're in a relationship, I guess the first option... we avoid it, huh? Although, let's be honest, you didn't hate what happened recently.
Miria blushed from ear to ear.
—That's not true!
— But yes! Kira laughed. The problem is, you loved every second of it.
Miria stammered, scarlet.
— I… I didn't "like" anything, it was… involuntary.
— Involuntary? Kira repeated, mockingly. You were literally melting on the spot, Miria. Confess a little!
Miria threw a pillow, which Kira dodged, laughing.
The memory faded, and Miria jumped when a sweet voice whispered in her ear:
"Do you need anything, my queen?"
She turned around quickly. Asher stood right behind her, a seductive smile on his lips.
—A-Asher! You... you were there a second ago!
"Maybe…or maybe you attracted me without meaning to," he replied, his voice low and charming.
- What ?! No, no, not at all! I...I was just—
— Spy on me? he asked, approaching slowly.
— N-no! I...I was just...uh...checking on you!
Asher tilted his head, a mischievous smile tugging at his lips.
- Really ? Because you look pretty nervous for someone who is "checking".
He moved closer, brushing a strand of her hair.
— You always look so pretty when you blush.
—A-Asher! Don't say that! And keep your hands where I can see them!
- There ? he asked, taking her hand.
— No, not there either!
Miria rushed back, tripped on a rug, and barely caught herself.
—I told you to keep your distance!
"And I told you that you were irresistible when you panic," he whispered.
She felt her cheeks on fire. Damn, I have to make him drink this potion!
But how?
In his head
— Come up with an idea, Miria! his conscience cried out. Otherwise you'll end up in his bed!
— I'm looking! she got angry internally.
— Look faster then, he's already cornered you against the table!
"That's not true, he doesn't—oh my god, he really does!"
His conscience sighed dramatically.
— Do you see? One second more and he shows you the Milky Way.
— I know, conscience, let me think!
- To reflect on ? To what? You just want to save time to enjoy the view.
—That's not true!
— Liar. Part of you hopes he catches you.
—I'm not like that!
— Of course it is.
— That's not true! I want it to be consensual!
— Consensual or not, your face said "yes" at full volume and you were going to like it, right?
— Shh! I don't want that to happen!
- Oh yes ? So why don't you move?
Miria turned crimson.
- Shut up ! Shut up right now!
Miria covered her face, scarlet red, while Asher looked at her, intrigued.
- Everything is fine ?
- Yes ! No ! Finally… yes!
Asher, for his part, brought his face close to hers and whispered in a sweet voice:
—How about we spend the night together… just you and me?
Miria's jaw dropped.
—Wh…WHAT?!
Ok, Miria, think quickly!
An idea immediately emerged.
She suddenly showed a charming smile, placed her hands on the back of Asher's neck and, in a honeyed voice, replied:
—Why not?
Asher raised an eyebrow, intrigued.
- Oh really ?
— Yes, but on one condition...
She discreetly took out the small vial.
— Drink this. It's a thought potion I created... harmless. Just to test.
— Hm… and what is it really?
— Do you think I would hurt you? You hurt me, Asher, she replied in a falsely offended tone, turning away.
— Wait, no… I believe you.
He took the vial, looked at it for a moment, then shrugged his shoulders.
—After all, how can you resist such a beautiful witch?
And without further ado, he removed the cap and drank the potion.