Serafina's gaze was fixed on Ned.
Up close, his image of Lumiar seemed to become even more beautiful.
Just looking at his sculpted muscles bathed in light, shining long hair, and humming two wheels of Light was awe-inspiring.
Serafina was filled with internal contradictions.
Her bloodline, her body, and her love of beauty screamed, "Yes!" However, her mind and her inner self resisted, realizing that it was wrong.
All her life, she had been under the power of her bloodline, which were her shackles. The shackles she wanted to get rid of. And now that she finally had some hope of breaking free from those shackles, she was facing even greater danger.
During her observation, Serafina, although she had never encountered anything like this before, was able to suppress her inner impulses.
