"Huh?" Amelia's brows arched, surprise gripping her as the figure beneath the hood came into view.
A devilishly handsome young man, midnight-black hair framing a face set with deep obsidian eyes that twinkled with a mesmerizing light.
It took her a moment to find her voice again. "You're quite the handsome one, aren't you?" she whispered, her eyes glued to his face before she registered what the youth before her had just muttered.
"Talented? You like them talented in the arts of pleasure..." she began, only to be cut off.
"No, no..." Aurelian muttered, clearing his throat. This was getting weirder than he'd expected, not that he'd thought much of it beforehand.
He still had two talent replication slots left, and this was the easiest way to fill them with high-ranked ones.
"I mean awakened talents...."
"This... it can't be..." Amelia whispered under her breath. The request wasn't strange in itself, but something else caught her off guard.
