Thalia... Thalia was not doing anything wrong here...
She wasn't planning to cross any extreme lines or do anything too explicit... like making him drink and then pushing him into something dangerously thrilling—naughty, sinful things.
That wasn't her goal. Well… to be honest, maybe a tiny part of her wished for something a little wild, but the real goal was far simpler...
She just wanted to get the tattoo!
Yes... The tattoo—the one that marked Aether's loved ones, binding them to him in a way that let them communicate with him directly.
That was her ultimate aim... To get him to mark her, and if seduction was the way to do it, then so be it!
Everything was playing out exactly as she had imagined… She had gotten him drunk, lured him in with just the right amount of enticement, whispered a few well-placed words dripping with temptation... and she was about to get what she wanted. And to make it even sweeter—her sister was going to be absolutely livid about it later!
But then—
