Rosaline quickly dressed. However she could still feel a cooling sensation in her legs, a sign that Aristarkh's cum was still dripping out of her.
Her face burned brighter at the thought as the illusion domain finally collapsed.
The distant soldiers came into view. They were no different from the illusion of before.
In fact, despite her cursed rank, Rosaline couldn't tell the difference.
'How does he create such perfect illusions?' she muttered inwardly.
Although she felt a trace of horror in her heart at the sight, she also felt a quiet relief that he was part of the Targaryen family, and possibly her man now.
Unaware of her thoughts, I greeted Rosaline goodbye before departing for my room. Today's training and exercise were substantial, however it still didn't bring me much thrill.
Knowing that I could easily defeat anyone at the same rank brought a sense of loneliness to my heart.
'It's truly lonely to be invincible,' I mused inwardly.
