"Don't spoil me so much, My Lord," Evangeline whispered as Maximilian finally parted his lips from hers. "Or I might become so attached to you that even death wouldn't make me let go of you. Ack!"
"Stop saying nonsense," Maximilian muttered, flicking her forehead, his brows furrowing. "No matter what, I will never let anything happen to you. Even if I have to defy the heavens."
He removed his hand from her waist and continued, giving her one last pat on the head. "You should go and learn the art now. I will keep an eye on our surroundings until then."
With how profound the teachings engraved within the chamber were, even with her talent, it would easily take her more than forty years to comprehend their meaning and ascend to the Celestial Realm.
She strangely shook her head, refusing the suggestion.
"My Lord, did you receive any manual on how to operate this control room?" Evangeline asked, her eyes filled with curiosity.
"What's that?" he asked, having no idea.
