"Give me your hands," Radagast said. The old man extended his arms on the table. His fingers were chubby and looked rough.
Truthfully, Seraphine hesitated a bit. She never had this ridiculous wielder's block, nor had anyone trying to do something about it. The uncertainty of what was to come made her skeptical. But when the rude asshole said, "Seraphine, think about this again," she immediately accepted Radagast's hands just to piss the Prince off.
She heard him clicked his tongue in discontent and that made her sure that she was choosing the right thing.
Radagast took her hands and instantly, his fingers glowed with white light. Seraphine widened her eyes a little as she had never seen something like that. Radagast's glowing fingers radiated warmth to her own skin. She tilted her he
