Bab 1118: Too Late

"What the hell did you just do?" Lady Lyria stammered in horror, witnessing the bashful state of the legendary vixen, whose icy heart was known far and wide.

The icy heart in question had just melted...

"Exactly what I promised. I simply charmed her," Jake explained calmly, scrutinizing the reactions of his new admirer with genuine curiosity.

It wasn't every day he got to see his Charm attribute at work. It was a chance to take notes.

Usually the first to not give a damn about what happened to that bitch, the Keeper of the Archives paled solemnly, foreseeing the far-reaching consequences of such a capability. Though the foreigner was focused on Faye under the guise of retaliation, it was unmistakably a veiled threat towards her too.

If she provoked him, he would do the same to her…

"There's a difference between seducing, charming, and enslaving," Lyria finally retorted, having regained enough confidence to speak without her voice trembling.