Chapter 284: Bound By The Rings
For some reason, Primrose was absolutely certain that the kissing part wasn't actually necessary. It was probably just Edmund's sneaky way of getting her to kiss him from afar without having to ask directly.
She couldn't be completely sure, though, because Edmund was doing his best to think, [My head is empty. I think nothing. Empty ... empty ... my head is empty.]
And usually, whenever her husband tried that hard not to think about something, it meant he was trying to hide it from her.
Still, it seemed harmless enough, so Primrose decided to follow his instructions without arguing.
"Alright, I'll give it a try," she said.
She closed her eyes and leaned down to kiss the gemstone on her ring three times, then whispered in her mind, 'I want to see my husband.'
She repeated those words a few times until suddenly—despite her eyes being shut—she could see her surroundings.
Wait … no. She wasn't seeing through her own eyes. It felt like she was viewing the world through Edmund's ring instead.
The image was surprisingly clear, but since the gemstone on Edmund's ring was so small, her view was oddly distorted, like looking through fish eyes. It made it hard to see much of his surroundings at once.
"Does it work?" Edmund asked.
Primrose nodded. "It's working." She slowly opened her eyes, but her head started spinning, and she had to shake it gently to regain her balance.
Edmund caught her head gently before she moved too much. "You're not used to it yet," he said softly. "You'll feel dizzy every time your vision shifts. But the more you use it, the easier it'll get."
Primrose hissed under her breath. The headache was getting worse, and now she felt like she might throw up. "How do I turn it off? I really don't think I can do this much longer."
Since she could see both with her real eyes and through the ring, everything was overlapping. Her brain couldn't tell the difference anymore. She didn't even know if her eyes were open or closed.
Maybe it was best to only use this magic when Edmund wasn't physically beside her, so she could clearly tell which vision was hers and which was from the ring.
Primrose covered her eyes with both hands, trying to shut out the overlapping images, but it didn't help much. The view from the ring lingered in her mind, like her brain couldn't decide which one to focus on.
"Just say the words, 'I don't want to see anymore.' That will immediately deactivate the magic," Edmund said gently, still holding her head so she wouldn't shake it too hard.
Primrose took a deep breath and whispered, "I don't want to see anymore."
Within seconds, the strange vision disappeared, and her sight returned to normal. Even so, she still felt a bit dizzy, so she stayed quiet for a few moments before finally opening her eyes and looking straight at Edmund, her face lighting up with excitement.
Her eyes lit up. "Husband … that magic is amazing," she said with a wide, honest smile. "Now I can see you anytime, even if we're far apart."
With this, she wouldn't have to keep wondering what her husband was doing out there, or worry whether he was safe while facing danger.
"But my wife, I should warn you about something," Edmund said gently. "The things I do out there can sometimes be … violent, and they might not be something you'd want to see."
He hesitated, then added, "So please don't be upset if I cover the ring sometimes to stop you from watching. It's not because I'm hiding something, I just don't want to show you things you'll regret seeing."
Unlike her, who had no way of knowing when Edmund was watching her, he could always tell when Primrose activated the magic because he was extremely sensitive to that kind of spell.
"Oh, that's fine," Primrose said, nodding gently. "I get it."
Besides, she wasn't the type of person who enjoyed seeing blood and violence up close anyway.
She had once seen Edmund fight his enemies in person, and the first word that popped into her head was 'brutal'.
If she ever activated the magic while he was out there slaughtering his enemies, she'd probably end up vomiting right then and there.
"But if I ever find myself somewhere beautiful," Edmund added with a small smile, "or I come across something interesting, I'll make sure to show it to you."
Primrose nodded and hummed softly in response. She truly loved this magic because it made her feel closer to her husband and gave her a sense that they would never be apart, not even for a short while.
She hoped she'd get used to the shifting visions soon, so she could peek at him from afar more often without getting dizzy.
"Alright, let's continue your recovery walk," Edmund said, gently stroking her back when she showed a look of protest. "Just five more minutes. After that, I'll take you to the library."
"But I don't want to walk to the library," Primrose replied.
Edmund hummed. "Then I'll carry you to the library."
Her brows furrowed at his answer. "No, I mean I want to use the wheelchair."
But it was like her husband had magically developed selective hearing. Without missing a beat, he said again, "Yes, I'll carry you to the library."
Primrose thought he was just pretending to be stubborn, but no. He really did carry her all the way to the library, forcing her to cover her face with both hands out of embarrassment as the soldiers and maids watched their lovey-dovey moment unfold.
But honestly … this was way more efficient than using a wheelchair. Not only did she get to be wrapped in Edmund's arms the whole way, but they also arrived in a much shorter time.
Well, if she was being honest, she wasn't that happy about arriving so fast. Fortunately, Sevrin hadn't shown up yet, which meant she still had a bit of time to review what he had taught her before.
"If you need anything, just talk to me through the ring, alright?" Edmund said, pressing a soft kiss to the corner of her eye.
Primrose giggled. "I know, I know. You've already said that like a hundred times."