Annabeth gets too confused.

Annabeth gasped.

Even before she could begin processing what the sentence meant, it began to take effect.

'Lucas is my boyfriend. I'm...devoted to him.'

Her memories, her emotions began to adapt to the new reality.

But at the same time, the facts and logic she had accumulated remained in her mind.

'This is all fabricated by the earring! Stop!!'

"Ahh...!"

Annabeth stumbled as two conflicting thoughts clashed inside her head.

Her head throbbed painfully as if it was going to split in two.

As she stumbled, one of her legs tripped on a small rock.

The world spun around.

"Ah...nmg!?"

Right before she fell to the ground, an arm grabbed her and pulled back.

Before Annabeth could react, Lucas pulled her close and pressed his mouth onto hers.

Annabeth's grey eyes widened.

In the midst of pain, a touch from her boyfriend felt like a gulp of ambrosia.

Her pain and worries dissolved away as Annabeth instinctively thrust her body into Lucas, hugging him tightly and returning the kiss in ten folds.

Lucas’s tongue easily parted her lips.

"Ah..."

Annabeth let out a soft, defeated whimper into his mouth.

She didn't want it to stop. Even his saliva tasted better than any nectar she had ever tasted.

Her arms wound around his neck, pulling him even closer.

"Mmmhm..."

A shiver ran down Annabeth spine as Lucas’s hand traced ber back.

But unlike before, it wasn't a shiver of fear and disgust.

Every touch Lucas made felt like a bliss, a touch from God—someone much higher than the pantheon of gods that existed in this world.

Annabeth tangled hee finger into her boyfriend's hair, tilting her head to deepen the kiss.

Her enthusiasm made Lucas chuckle, and even hearing his vocal cord was so euphoric that Annabeth felt herself tearing up.

When Lucas finally pulled back, a thin silver strand connected their lips.

"Haa...♡ Haah...♡"

Annabeth panted heavily, her cheeks flushed a deep crimson.

Her usually sharp, piercing grey eyes were completely unfocused, glazed over with raw affection.

"Well?"

"Lucas, I..."

Annabeth swallowed the saliva connecting their lips together.

She was still aware of the fact that this was all fabricated.

But now, the fact no longer tormented her.

Annabeth wasn't sure if she had simply given up, or if the earrings just had more power than she could have fathomed.

But whatever the reason was, her mind was set and clear.

"I...am devoted to you, Lucas.

Please, tell me what you want to do and I'll do my best to follow through."