Vincent looked at the strange Milla, a solemn look on his face for a moment. He even smiled at her before his body seemed to vanish into thin air, before Milla's body was held against the wall, followed by a sudden bang as Vincent's hand tightened around her throat.

"Do you know who I am?" he asked deeply, sending chills down Milla's spine.

His body began to fill with a violent flame, filled with pure Anima, as her emerald eyes watched him two parts arousal, three parts curiosity.

"Ugh....b-brother?"historical

He hated this situation; how could he easily accept that something had entered his sister, changed her and not feel anger, worry and want to destroy it?

'Is this my Milla? Can I trust her words?'

[Make her bound to you as a familiar]

The cold words of Meiya sounded for the first time in more than 3 months, different from her usual voice, but he could feel the intense emotion in her voice.

'Will it work?'

Vincent closed his eyes, breathing deeply, trying to calm himself, while Milla tried to move away from the burning hand that still gripped her neck tightly.

[When she is yours, you will know the truth, be it your Milla or the Goddess]

Milla gasped in shock as she felt herself being pulled towards the wall again, only to find her back pressed against the stone-hard surface, the walls almost cracking under the force, as she looked at her brother's serious eyes, watching her with a silent gaze.

Delphine and Raizel were sat enjoying their breakfast, both not wanting to get involved in the sibling's strange courting ritual, well Raizel had already gathered what he planned to do, and Delphine didn't care as there was no intent to kill her friend from Vincent.

As she saw the dragon scales forming on his body, it was not completely confirmed he was the man that charmed her sisters and would likely make her his woman in the future.

'Meiya, how do I do that without fucking her? Also, where did you go... I missed you.'

[You should have enough control now to understand that your sperm is just concentrated Anima with the ability to impregnate even the most infertile of women, thus if you use your Anima alone, the crest can be carved, what is most important is your desire, what you want her to be and how important she will be to you in the future.]

'Eh... is there a difference between the Empress, Queen and Princess Tattoo?'

[Of course, you idiot... Ah~ such a cute man; why are you so slow? The Empress will be your strongest and most beloved woman; Queens will be loved dearly but not as strong as the Empress, and Princesses will be able to become either Empress or Queen if they work hard and make your heart throb.]

'I see...'

Vincent watched Milla, his heart slowly beating as she looked at him with affectionate eyes; there was no struggling or anger on her face from the moment he grabbed her; rather, there was an unsettling scent of arousal that greeted him as she rubbed her thighs together.

'I'll try...'

[You need to master this, Vincent because it's just been imprinted randomly on how good their pussy felt for you. Do you think other women could be on the same level as Silvari? Only Efrita, Odette and Felia should be that level to you if you were aware, but your damn cock is too kind!]

'Is there anything wrong with having too many Empress?'

[All things need to be balanced; for an Empress, 5 Queens, a Queen, 10 Princesses... That is how it should be, a sense of balance, so they can form factions and reach harmony. Too many Empresses will lead to turmoil and conflict in your harem...]

'Oh... I didn't even realise those things; I adore you all so much.'

[Eh... me too?]

'Of course, I promised to save you, didn't I?'

[(He remembered...)]

He looked at the scared and uncertain Milla before he remembered the words of the Goddess that Milla might be the true Milla.

"Milla... I need you to bear with me for a moment."

She nodded, her breath a little uneven after being squeezed momentarily.

"Be mine..."

Dark black energy formed a needle in his mind. Slowly it began to slither from his hands, wriggling and teasing the body of Milla as it guided his hand from her neck, slowly pulling apart her dress with the sound of tearing fabric; her body was on display for him to see, causing both to take a deep breath, swallowing their saliva.

'So beautiful... When did Milla become an adult...?'

Vincent didn't know why, but Meiya did; this was not just him using Anima to make her his woman, but the hidden desires he kept deep inside manifested as the black energy forced his fingers to circle and tease her small cherries, wrapping around them, and pulling as Milla's soft pink lips released an alluring moan.

"B-brother....!?"

'Why is the Anima not following my control?!'

[Relax; let yourself feel at ease. Right now, you caught a glimpse of her tits between the neck of her dress and got an erection, right?]

'!!!!'

[Think of this action as binding each other's minds and bodies together, so the energy will reflect your desires as it guides your hand around her body.]

[In other words, when you want her to feel pleasure, she will feel it; when you want her to feel pain, she will feel pain. Do you understand now, Master?]

'S-so, she's...'

Vincent watched the beautiful sight of his sister's face; her cheeks blushed, and her lips pursed, trembling slightly as she held back her moans, her eyes filled with affection, looking at her brother, who was not playing with her breasts, like in her most wild fantasies, her legs wrapping around his hips as she rubbed herself on his crotch.

"Brother~ It's really hot... Cool me down with your touch."

[Don't become drowned in lust for her; complete the ritual, then fuck her all you like on that cheap wooden table; now is not the time to cream your pants. Okay?]