Mira was genuinely surprised by Emily's display of power, she's really very strong compared to other her age she has seen around while travelling and she was sure that she hadn't shown her abilities yet.
"I'll show you what the Saintess of the primordial Goddess can do."
Emily who was in her own world with her little brother immediately stopped the saintess...
"Wait a minute! I haven't even shown my full powers yet. There are still some of my abilities left to display."
"Emily, we're talking about elemental control and its uses, so we should stay on topic, right? Besides, I possess rare elements that neither you nor Shin have ever seen before. My elements are nature, soul, and light—powers that very few people possess, if any besides me."
Mira said this with her chin raised proudly, looking smugly at Emily.
And it was true.
Apart from her, only elves were known to specialize in nature magic, while some individuals serving the Churches could wield light magic. As for soul magic, there had only been one known saint who possessed it—and that saint had died recently.
So in every sense, Mira was a truly special existence.
…and also very cute.
"By the way," she added, glancing at Emily, "you already used your shadow ability to appear from Shin's shadow earlier, didn't you?"
Abilities are a special power that a person possesses from birth. Unlike spells or magic that must be learned through training, these abilities naturally exist within the individual and often awaken as they grow older.
These abilities can come from many things, such as:
•Bloodline (powers inherited from ancestors)
•Divine blessings
•Unique soul traits
And in Emily's case she inherited fire related abilities from her Bloodline making her fire related spell more powerful and destructive, and shadows from her Unique soul traits.
Unique Soul Traits are rare powers that originate from the nature of a person's soul, giving them abilities that cannot be learned or imitated by others.
Because they are so rare, people with unique soul traits are often considered special or extraordinary individuals, and their abilities can sometimes surpass normal magic.
'Hmm... I think I know how she got the shadow ability as her unique soul trait—just look at her.' As she is talking with Mira, she is still clinging to him like a koala on his back, never refusing to leave him and always following him as if she were his shadow...
"I also want to see your rare elements, Mira, so show us your best!"
His encouragement instantly worked as a wide smile spread across her beautiful face. She waved her hands upwards and chanted, "Sylvaris." The ground trembled as colossal vines erupted and swallowed the training grounds.
Every vine seemed to be dancing mid-air; there were pointy spikes on the vines and some beautiful flowers too, but they seemed to be alive as well. Like the middle part of some flowers had transformed into wild beast's jaws, and spikes were leaving the vines and speeding into the stone pillar Emily had created before, destroying it completely. In the middle of it all, the center of attraction—Mira—was only looking at Shin from the moment she made this whole training ground her empire as she became the ruler of all surrounding plant life.
The explosion only lasted for a minute, but in that minute those spikes turned into explosive bombs, some turned into deadly drills, while some had even turned into spears on their own.
After all that, she withdrew her spell and cast another light-based one: "Lumen." She aimed it at the next standing pillar; immediately a brilliant beam of light shot forward and pierced the target. The output of the spell was very good as it made a huge hole in the center of the pillar, and it didn't stop—it kept going forward.
Seeing her casting the spell with only gestures of her hands, Shin became really excited, and now he really wanted to be able to wield a light spell so he could make the legendary pose of folding his hands to his hips side and launching a powerful beam of light between his two hands and scream "Ka-me-...." Well, that was just like every boy's dream come true.
After Mira's dazzling display of power wrapped up, the group headed back inside—the sun high, the maids around were signaling for lunchtime. Elara had just returned home from wherever her duties had taken her, her silver hair still catching the light as she joined them.
They settled at the long dining table: Shin in the center, flanked by Elara on one side and Lucy on the other, while Emily and Mira sat directly across from him. The meal passed in comfortable quiet, plates of warm bread, roasted meats, fresh greens, and sweet fruit disappearing steadily.
When the last fork rested against the plate, Elara set her glass down with a soft clink and spoke, her voice calm but carrying the weight of announcement.
"Next week we will hold an engagement party for Shin and Mira," she announced, her golden eyes sparkling with quiet pride. "Many nobles and friends will come to greet us, and we may even invite a few individuals from other races. Since you are my only son, almost everyone of importance will be there. So prepare yourself, my dear."
Shin's eyes widened in happy surprise at his mother's announcement, a warm rush of delight filling his chest. Even better was the bright wave of joy pouring through his bond with Mira — it felt strange and wonderful, like catching someone else's happiness without even looking at them, just feeling it bloom inside his own heart.
Mira's cheeks were flushed a deep, furious crimson.
"Wow… congrats, big brother!" Lucy squealed, beaming as she clung tightly to his shirt.
"Congratulations to both of you," Emily said flatly. Then she stood up, turned, and left the room without another word.
She had been in a terrible mood all morning after overhearing one of Mira's bodyguards gossiping about the engagement and Mira living with them. The news had hit her like a slap; she'd stormed through the hallways, cornered Mira, and demanded to know if it was true.
Mira was honest and said everything that had happened and explained it clearly to Emily, thinking that she was worried about her little brother's health. However, Emily had already confirmed that Shin was healed and she just wanted to know about this engagement and, if possible, break it before it became official or irreversible.
However, she didn't know how she would break things between them; they were literally connected with their souls at this moment!
She couldn't do anything about it but confront Shin and find out what he wanted to do. However after seeing the affection for Mira in Shin's eyes clearly, she felt betrayed and was quite depressed right now, lying on her bed lifelessly as if the meaning of her life had been stolen from her.
She knew that she loved her little brother deeply, more than familial love. She loved Shin as a woman as well.
She didn't know how it all started or why she loved him so much, but just looking at him gave her a sense of peace in her mind, and him being there beside her always motivated her more than anything to push herself to become stronger and protect him at all costs.
However, the recent events had almost broken her down to pieces. First, Shin was attacked by a lightning bolt—yes, she knew that it was definitely an attack. Second, she couldn't do anything to help him, save him, or take the attack herself before it could reach him. She had failed as a big sister and as someone who swore to protect him and loved him very much– more than anyone in this whole Universe!
Shin's engagement to Mira and them being soulmates had been her last straw of patience. She couldn't continue to be silent; she couldn't pretend that everything was fine; she couldn't deny her love anymore—now that Shin had accepted her yesterday, even if indirectly, it was definitely a sign of their love, their strong love that was more powerful than any soulmate's tricks!!
She rolled onto her side, clutching the pillow to her chest, voice barely a whisper.
"Shin~"
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She suddenly felt a deep, throbbing itch bloom between her thighs, hot and insistent, like a secret flame only Shin could quench. Her breath hitched, nipples already tightening against the thin fabric of her bra as memories of yesterday flooded her—Shin's husky whisper against her ear, "I love you, big sister. And I want you."
Those words replayed in her mind like a filthy mantra, making her slick folds clench with need.
Emily rose from her bed on shaky legs, heart hammering. She crossed to her wardrobe and yanked out the sacred relics from her private collection: his white shirt—soft, worn, still carrying the faint scent of his skin and cologne—and the small black boxer briefs he'd left behind once, the fabric stretched just enough from his teenage body. They were from her collections for her lifeline on nights like this, when the urges hit hard and fast.
She locked her bedroom door with a click that echoed like a promise, then turned, eyes glassy with lust. Slowly, teasingly, she peeled off her silky white shirt—the one that always matched his exactly—letting it slide down her smooth, pale shoulders. It pooled at her feet, leaving her in just the white D-cup bra that barely contained her swelling breasts, her nipples stiff and aching.
Next, she unhooked her short skirt, shimmying her hips so it slithered down her long legs and puddled around her ankles. She stood there in nothing but her matching white bra and panties, her smooth, flawless skin glowing under the dim lamp light, her crimson red eyes shone with lust, black hair tied in a high ponytail that swayed with every breath. She looked like pure, ethereal temptation—teenage curves flushed pink, thighs already glistening with a hint of arousal.
Emily climbed onto her bed on all fours, the mattress dipping under her weight. She grabbed Shin's white shirt and crushed it to her chest, burying her face in the collar to inhale his scent deep into her lungs. With her other hand she snatched the black boxer briefs, pressing the crotch right against her nose and mouth, breathing him in like oxygen—musky, masculine, intoxicating. Her free hand slid down her belly, slipping under the waistband of her soaked panties.
"Oh Shin… Shin…" she moaned into the fabric, voice trembling.
She kicked her panties off impatiently, spreading her smooth, hairless thighs wide. Two fingers parted her slick, puffy lips, finding her swollen clit already throbbing like a heartbeat. She circled it slowly at first, teasing, the wet sounds filling the room as her juices coated her fingers. Her hips bucked involuntarily. "Shin… Shin…" The name spilled from her lips in a whisper, growing louder as she dipped one finger inside her tight, dripping entrance—then two, stretching herself the way she imagined he would.
Faster now. Deeper. Her fingers plunged in and out with wet, obscene squelches, curling to hit that perfect spot inside while her thumb rubbed furious circles over her clit. The shirt was clenched so tight in her fist that her knuckles whitened; she rubbed the boxer briefs against her face, tongue darting out to lick the fabric where she knew his cock had rested. "Shin… fuck, Shin! I need you… I want you so badly…"
Her back arched off the bed, breasts heaving, bra straps slipping down her shoulders. She pumped her fingers harder, three now, stretching her teenage pussy wide, juices dripping down her ass and soaking the sheets. The pleasure coiled tighter and tighter in her belly, legs shaking uncontrollably.
"Shin! Shin! Shin!" she cried out, voice cracking, no longer whispering—full-throated, desperate screams that echoed off the walls. "Shin, I'm yours! I love you! Fuck me, Shin—please!"
Her whole body tensed like a bowstring. The orgasm crashed over her in violent waves. She shoved her fingers as deep as they would go, grinding her palm against her clit, and screamed his name at the top of her lungs:
"SHIN!!! SHIIIIIIIN!!!!"
Her pussy spasmed hard around her fingers, squirting clear, hot fluid in powerful jets that soaked her hand, her thighs, and the bed beneath her. Her vision whited out, toes curling, back bowing so sharply she nearly levitated off the mattress. She kept muttering his name through every pulse—
"Shin, Shin, Shin, Shin, Shin, Shin, Shin, Shin, Shin, Shin, Shin, Shin, Shin, Shin, Shin, Shin, Shin, Shin, Shin, Shin, Shin, Shin, Shin, Shin, Shin, Shin, Shin, Shin, Shin, Shin..."
—until her voice went hoarse and the last tremors faded, leaving her limp, panting, drenched in her own cum and clutching his shirt and boxers like lifelines.
She lay there trembling, fingers still buried inside her fluttering pussy, whispering his name over and over like a prayer.
"I love you… My Shin..."
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