"Didn't sleep well last night? Why do you have dark circles?" Rowan asked with concern as he walked beside Jaina.
Jaina rolled her eyes at Rowan, embarrassed and annoyed.
It was all your fault! You had to get up to mischief late at night, when I was supposed to be sleeping. How... how was I supposed to fall asleep?
But Jaina could hardly confront Rowan and demand an explanation over something like that.
"Maybe I'm just not used to sleeping somewhere new. I'll be fine in a few days." A faint blush colored Jaina's otherwise composed face, making her look especially cute.
After what had happened last night, Rowan still felt uneasy. Feigning casual interest, he said, "Jaina, your Mirror Magic looks amazing. You can even share thoughts. No wonder mages are such an elite profession. One person can work four jobs. What other profession could do that?"
"What nonsense. Mirror Magic is a high-level talent, the essence of transmutation magic. You could count the Archmages in Dalaran who have mastered it on one hand," Jaina said with a hint of pride.
Following her lead, Rowan continued, "Since you can share thoughts, can you share sensory perceptions too?"
So you finally got to the real question. Feeling guilty, are you?
Still, some things were best left unsaid, even if I saw right through them. What if Rowan didn't dare touch... no, what if things became awkward between us afterward?
Jaina shook her head slightly, denying his suggestion. "Of course not. Mirror Magic can't share sensory perceptions. If my magical mirror image were badly injured, wouldn't I be in agony?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Jaina felt her earlobes burning.
Fortunately, Rowan did not notice anything unusual about her, and the two of them arrived at the harbor.
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