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The soft voice echoed in his head.

The sensation of that magic circling in his mind, feeding his dead body, was something beyond words.

"I..." Rousse didn’t know what to say.

He touched his face and neck, his memories jumbled.

"Is this an illusion?"

"It’s not an illusion... well, I can’t make it permanent, but while I’m in your body, I can bring you back to how you used to be. You look so handsome!"

Meridiana could "see" the world through Rousse’s eyes, feel everything his sharpened senses transmitted.

The reflection of the handsome, masculine man, with square, sexy features, made her heart beat in a way she couldn’t explain.

She loved how her magic resonated with Rousse. He was special.

"Yeah, I like your gift... a lot... Thank you."

His raspy voice sounded choked by all the feelings that were still new to him.

Meridiana smiled, satisfied. It was the first time someone had thanked her for her gift.

The general wiped away a tear with his fingertip, struggling to adjust to the