Sol made no elaborate movements. He simply raised his slender dragon claw and muttered a few words, and Yue Ye instantly felt as though her head would split apart.
Sol was engraving a mark on her soul.
An intricate azure mark silently appeared between her brows. Before Yue Ye even had a chance to resist, the contract was already complete.
"H-how is this possible?"
Once the piercing pain faded, Yue Ye hurried to the dressing table and saw the azure mark on her forehead reflected in the mirror.
To her surprise, the mark was identical in shape to the one from the contract she had intended to sign with Yue Chen. Only its color was different.
Somehow, her badly damaged mental strength had also fully recovered. But now that someone had forcibly bound her with a slave contract, how could she spare any thought for that?
When she sensed the master-servant bond between herself and the little blue dragon hovering above Yue Chen, Yue Ye felt as though she had plunged into an ice cellar.
She had actually signed a servant contract-and with a magical beast, no less?
As though sensing her thoughts, Sol let out a cold snort and exerted pressure on her through their master-servant contract.
Thud-
Her face filled with defiance, Yue Ye suddenly felt as though she had lost control of her body and dropped to her knees before Sol.
"Damn..."
Before Yue Ye could finish, she discovered in horror that she could no longer even speak. He could control not only her movements, but even her voice?
Despair flashed across Yue Ye's face. She had never imagined that this creature of the Dragon Race could forcibly bind her with such a terrifying slave contract.
Although she still had no feeling below her waist, Yue Ye