Transmigrated into a Fantasy World with No Clue What To Do Chapter 6: Chapter 5: I Can See Magic? / The Mischievous Princess

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Chapter 5: I Can See Magic? / The Mischievous Princess “You can see my magic?” Angus asks. “I see it!” Suddenly there are three of the small fireballs and they begin to be juggled in the air. “I didn’t know you could juggle,” I say, giggling. “So, you can see them?” Angus states, sounding impressed. “Can Izzy make fireballs too?” I ask curiously. “Nope, I cannot control fire. My magic is a bit more subtle than that. Also, I am not very good at using it,” Izzy says matter-of-factly. “Brother, care to aid me in a demonstration?” “Just don’t make me do anything stupid,” he replies dryly. Suddenly, I see a pink aura spring to life from the area Izzy is sitting. Slowly, a shaft of pink extends out of it, wavering slightly. It reaches over to where I know Angus is sitting, around the level that I estimate his head to be, and then I see the shaft spread as if it hit a wall before sinking into the object it struck. Angus collects my hands in his and I see the pink encompassing his head move closer to me. “My love,” I hear Angus start to say. “You are more beautiful to me than the morning sun reflected in dew on the loveliest of roses.” I feel a bright blush rising on my face. What is he doing? To my side, I hear Izzy giggling before a pink haze fills my vision. “Every day, my love for you blooms anew, brighter and with more passion than the last.” Angus continues. Seriously, what is up with him? And why do I feel as if my heart is caught in my chest. I feel my breathing get heavy. One of his hands rise to cup my jaw, pulling me forward slightly. “I know that we are to be wed in but a few years’ time, yet the urge to taste the dew of your lips grows heavily upon mine heart,” he says, moving close to my face. I can feel his breath upon me and smell his scent around me. “Let mine lips taste yours but one time, and let my tongue drink deeply of thy piquancy.” He leans in and kisses me deeply, his tongue darting into my mouth catching me by surprise. A pink haze surrounds me, making me feel giddy and tingly. The warm softness of his lips against mine, his tongue dancing with mine, it is too much and before I realize what I am doing, I reciprocate. So, this is what kissing a boy feels like. I feel so strange all over. I lift my free hand to wrap around the back of his head, holding him in place and I kiss him again. Suddenly he pulls away and my face flushes with embarrassment. I lean back in my seat, breathing heavily and cover my face, trying to hide my mortification. “Izzy,” Angus says, a razor's edge to his voice. “I said do not make me do anything stupid.” “I didn’t,” she protests. “I only pushed you to express your feelings toward Beri properly, everything after that first declaration was all you riding the wave I started, but you could have stopped it if you really wanted to. Plus, you know I can’t make people do anything they don’t already want to do.” I can imagine a huge grin on her face as she talks. I wonder to myself if she looks anything like I imagine. I feel Angus’s hand gently grab mine and pull them away from my face. “Are you alright, Beira?” he asks apologetically. “My behavior was most unbecoming of me. Even if it did have a little help, I apologize for my mouth getting away from me.” “I-I'm n-n-not complaining,” I say hastily, and quietly add, “It w-w-was n-nice.” What the hell am I saying? Why did I admit that out loud? Off to the side Izzy giggles again. I feel my face flush anew with embarrassment and I turn away from him in hopes he will not see my blush. Get a grip, girl. It was only a kiss. I hardly even know this guy, not that I’m opposed to getting to know him better, that is. Just calm down, he is probably as embarrassed as I am. Angus clears his throat and Izzy quiets down. “So, erm, Beira,” he says, clearing his throat again. “Were you able to see anything when Izzy, um, did that?” I nod and describe what I saw up to the point of Angus moving closer to me. “So, you can see magical energies,” he muses. “But y