Albedo

His body grew hotter by the second. Time seemed to be slowing down. Her mind spun, wild thoughts racing through, serving to deepen the red that already coated her cheeks. “Albedo, I think— A-A formula, it is—“

“An aphrodisiac. Yes, I am becoming aware.” He cut you off, ending your incoherent thought. “Sorry, I had no idea, Morgana. Allow me to help ease the effects.”
Albedo approached you, gently placing a cool cloth on your forehead

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