Leonardo couldn't understand; his confident attitude slowly began to fade.
"Who are you?" he asked again. He had asked before, but now the meaning seemed different.
Cassian remained silent, playing with his ring, and the prince stared at it as if it would give him the answer; but objects don't speak, or at least most of them…
"Mmm," Cassian finally spoke, "it should be like this. Go finish everything we arranged, you did a good job."
"Thank you, my lord!" the informant bowed deeply once again and left the place.
"This doesn't make sense…" a low murmur came from Leonardo.
Cassian had a dull, disinterested look; this hadn't been as fun as he expected.
He looked toward Leonardo Demor.
He had truly decided his fate a long time ago, even though he had barely bothered to pay attention to him afterward.
That time in the legacy had probably been the first time he saw him up close, and now he had finally exchanged words with him, but disappointment grew within him upon getting to know him.
None of this had been worth it; neither Alric Heidelberg Demor nor his son were worth it.
Leonardo, seeing his only helper abandoning him, forgot that he had been frozen just moments ago —something completely unreal for the level of power handled in this world— and gripped tightly the weapon he was hiding, a sharp knife heading straight for Cassian's throat.
But Cassian didn't react.
Now with his hands in his pockets and a bored look, he stood stiff and let the weapon reach the place it wanted to cut.
But the only thing that happened was that Leonardo's expression began to distort from the force he was using, trying to cut his neck without success.
He looked into the eyes of the man who saw everything as if it were a useless effort, even somewhat amusing; but he didn't give up. He tried using both hands, exerting all the power of a sixth-level aura, but nothing, not even a scratch.
Cassian yawned and finally made a lazy movement with his hand, and the knife Leonardo was holding broke into small fragments that looked like sand or some fine dust.
The crown prince fell to the ground and, as if remembering that his mother was there, turned his head toward her.
"Mother! Mother! Please, you have to help me, don't let him kill me."
But Caelia didn't listen to him; she sat on the sofa where she had previously had contact with Cassian and only looked on with amusement.
"Relax… I don't plan to kill you either." Cassian was the one to reply.
Leonardo looked at him with surprise and, with a doubtful and broken voice, responded:
"N-no?"
Cassian shook his head with a smile.
"No. I can see that would be too easy an ending for you. For those who anger me too much, I have a special place prepared for them… I'm sure you'll like it."
With those words, Leonardo's figure disappeared without a trace.
Cassian walked over to where Caelia was.
She watched every step he took with a smile that grew more pronounced; but for a moment she looked at the place where her son had been, then at the man she now loved madly and, as if she had made the right decision, her gaze softened.
"Are you going to give Mommy a reward?"
Cassian chuckled lowly.
"I might… But it has to be quick, I still have some things to do."
The woman remained seated on the sofa, with her legs slightly open and a hungry smile she no longer tried to hide.
"A quick reward for Mommy, huh?" he murmured, stopping right in front of her. With one hand he lifted her chin, forcing her to look him in the eyes. "Then kneel."
Caelia didn't hesitate for a second.
She slid off the sofa with seductive movements and fell to her knees in front of him.
Her hands moved anxiously up Cassian's thighs until they reached his belt. She unbuckled it with skillful fingers and lowered the zipper, freeing his already half-hard cock.
As soon as she saw it, she let out a low moan of pure need.
"So big… always so… so perfect," she whispered in admiration before taking it into her mouth, as if she urgently needed to taste it.
She sucked him with devotion, using her tongue on the underside while her head moved up and down with an eager rhythm.
"Mommy…" Cassian groaned, knowing that would excite her even more. "This seems more like my reward," he said with a lazy smile as he watched her work so hard to get every last drop out of him.
Tears of effort escaped from her eyes, but she didn't pull away; on the contrary, she looked up at him with absolute adoration while her saliva ran down her chin.
Cassian let her enjoy his cock a little longer, but he had no intention of delaying.
He grabbed her hair firmly and pulled her away with a tug, leaving a thick string of saliva connecting her lips to his glistening tip.
"Sit down and spread your legs. I'll give a reward to my favorite Mommy."
Caelia obeyed immediately with excitement, sitting back on the sofa with her legs wide open, her dress pulled up to her waist.
Her pussy shone, completely soaked and throbbing.
Cassian knelt in front of her. He gave Caelia a look and smiled innocently.
"Does this bring back memories, Mommy?"
She shuddered intensely, wanting to answer, but then Cassian began to move his hands from her calves, traveling all the way up while sending light waves of energy to stimulate her lust, until he left them still just before touching her wet vagina that begged for attention.
"Please," she gasped pleadingly.
Cassian smiled lazily and increased the intensity. The energy now concentrated on her clit, enveloping it with soft but constant pulses, like warm vibrations that penetrated directly into her nerves.
Then he moved a little lower, brushing and stimulating her lips and entrance without entering.
"I want you to cum quickly for me, Mommy," he murmured while watching her face.
Caelia began to moan louder, instinctively moving her hips against his hands.
Cassian added two fingers, pressing them against her clit and rubbing it in firm, fast circles.
He also took the opportunity to start distributing the energy that tormented Caelia to other erogenous zones of her body; sharp sensations began to torment Caelia's breasts, provoking tears of pleasure from her.
In less than a minute her thighs began to tremble violently, unable to withstand her entire body being stimulated, and her breathing became ragged.
"Cassian! I'm… I'm going to cum!"
Caelia arched her back and came with a muffled cry, her pussy contracting hard as a hot squirt came out of her, wetting Cassian's fingers and the sofa below.
He continued stimulating her throughout the orgasm, prolonging it until she was left trembling, weak, and with a pleasure-clouded gaze.
All without him actually needing to penetrate her, neither with his fingers nor with his cock…
Finally, he wiped his fingers on Caelia's lips, forcing her to taste herself.
"Good Mommy," he said with a satisfied smile. "I hope you liked it," he whispered in her ear before leaving.