After some minutes John entered the room. He didn't worry to knock on the door probably regardless of finding her undressed. Fortunately, she already was dressed and had finished eating.

"Good morning," he said, his voice was raspy as he just woke up.

"Out," he gestured to the maids and in a few seconds, the room was filled with just the two of them.

Roselyn scoffed, folding her arms. "You can say things nicely and I assure you the results will be the same." She scolded him with a smile on her face so that he could understand she had only good intentions.

He shrugged. "I am nice."

Roselyn laughed lightly seeing him while he tried to copy her funny expression. John shook his head and curved his lips down. "What shall I say? Please nice maids, would you be so gentle to walk away and give us some privacy? Thank you, enjoy your walk outside?"

"You will never learn, won't you?" Roselyn commented, stifling a laugh.

"I am not a man of many words, I summarize the content of my statement to one word," he smiled as he walked closer to her.

"Like for instance now, I could say amorous words but I will limit myself to say that I am glad you feel better."

His walking paused in front of her, tilting his head to the side and scanning her from upside down.

"What if I wanted you to say idyllic sentences to express how much you missed me?" the lady teased him, but he already had his answer ready. "I didn't say I missed you. Maybe you're the one who missed him?"

Did he have an answer ready for every situation? Probably yes, a voice in her head was screaming, 'can't you kiss me and shut up?' But Roselyn ignored that voice. She wasn't that desperate and took a long breath. So many things had changed since the first day he talked to her about the agreement.

"What?" John asked, smirking lightly, waking up Roselyn from her trace since she was looking at him smiling like an idiot.

"The pretentious lady very skeptical about love has totally fallen for me." He slapped his forehead.

"Don't you dare!" Roselyn giggled, pushing him away and he fell on the bed. From there, he grabbed her arm and delicately pushed her against him.

He rolled from one side so that they were laying close to each other.

Roselyn crawled toward him, blushing lightly for the way he looked at her. His gaze was so intense and she felt like nobody ever looked at her in the way he did.

"What?" Roselyn asked, and he laughed, understanding she was now fooling him for his silent staring.

"What do you want to do today?"

Roselyn felt shaken by his question realizing she didn't know what to do, assuming that laying down with him all day wasn't probably an option.

"Maybe you could show me how to use my powers if I have any," she said, noticing his facial expression becoming preoccupied. After a second he nodded.

"We should go outside then, in the yard." He helped her to get up by taking her head and walked with her outside. Few maids stared at the couple as they walked outside but none of them dared to ask where they were heading to.

John placed his hands on her shoulders. The wind brushing her hair and she stared at him right in his eyes.

"Close your eyes," he ordered.

Roselyn closed her eyes, focusing on the birds chirping and on the rumor of the wind blowing, while the crickets were singing.

"Now try to link with me."

The girl kept focusing her energies, as she tried to repeat what she did in the wood the previous day.

"Try again."

Roselyn isolated those rumors and the whole environment out of her vision. She felt a shiver ran through her skin. She imagined him once again, remembering each detail of his face. It was like she was drawing his painting and the more she tried to picture him, the more detailed the image of him became.

Suddenly, her vision darkened.

She heard a voice echoing in her mind, "you did it."

It was John's voice.

"Now reply to me."

Roselyn opened her mouth but his voice anticipated her intention to speak. "Without speaking," he reccomended to her, leaving her puzzled. She thought of the words she wanted to vociferate and imagined herself saying those words to him. Like magic, she heard his voice echoed in her head making her deduce her attempt succeeded.

"Good." He said, breaking the link she created.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she lost her balance, as she felt dizzy her vision blurred.

He grabbed her before she could fall and carried her to sit on a nearby bench.

"The first times you link with someone it warns out your energies. You must be still tired from yesterday, maybe we shall continue our practice tomorrow," he said with a proud smile on his face.

Roselyn shook her head while she stood up slowly.

"I can do it," she announced, nodding.

"No, you can't," he took her from the hips and brought her back in a seat position down the bench.

"Magic is not something you can play or underestimate. It can kill you if you don't learn how to control it," he warned her, staring into her eyes as if he was scolding her.

"What do you think I am?" Roselyn murmured her glance looked down, while she massaged her head for the effort that gave her a strong headache.

"You're Roselyn Clayton and nothing will change that."

His response made her smile genuinely, but another question occurred in her mind and she gave voice to her concerns. "What if I am an evil creature?"

Roselyn's question had him shook him and for the first time, he couldn''t seem to answer,because that question left him speechless.

John's silence didn't reassure the lady who hastily asked another question, "a-am I an evil creature?"