"Ahem. Don't you think this is a bit, uh, dramatic?" Serena asked.
Her tone carried her usual flat nonchalance, but her ears betrayed her completely—burning as red as a ripe tomato.
And for good reason. A pair of muscular arms was locked around her waist, firm and unyielding, while a broad chest pressed snugly to her back.
Indeed… it was Kain.
They had entered the trial relic hand in hand, as they'd agreed, prepared to complete multiple trials in the hopes of getting the inheritance trial to respond. At first, the physical contact was heart fluttering…before she realized just how inconvenient it was…
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First, Serena nearly tripped over a loose tile during one trial composed of what felt like never ending ceramic creatures, and instead of letting go to steady her, Kain just yanked her along like she was a piece of luggage without feelings!
"Ouch," she hissed, regaining her balance. "At this rate, I'll lose an arm before I lose you."
