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Noah would have liked to think that he was a natural sauve person, but he honestly wasn't. Most of his charisma came from the way he carried himself. Why Rose was being so warm and affectionate with him was a mystery. Her she was giving him permission to touch her wherever he pleased. In any other situation, the young man might have been a bit more cautious of such flirty behavior, but right now, his head wasn't in the right mindset. Ever since he stepped into this bathhouse with Rose, he felt different. Looser. Noah soon found his hands gripping Rose's bum, feeling how round and firm it was as she kissed him again. This time, Noah didn't hold back. He returned the loving gesture. Neither of them were wearing anything underneath, so not much was stopping them from going at it again like rabbits in heat. The young man could easily run his finger through the woman's shorts and start feeling her up as he did in their moment of mindless passion.

Noah was starting to fall deeper into this newfound state of lust when Marcus came into the room. The young man immediately snapped out of it and broke apart from Rose, even though the witch still held onto his hand. The ex-delinquent didn't mind, but his old self seemed to return. The only trace of his loving connection to the woman was an unconscious blush and grip on her hand as the two. When the man explained to them what was seemingly random information to Noah, the ward cocked a brow in confusion before looking to Rose as they were left alone. "What was the point of that?" He asked now walking around inside their new room. Or as Noah looked at it, their new prison cell. "Another room to be locked in. At least this one has a bed." He commented. "So, your parents...You think...Um..." Noah's eye drew to the floor as he thought what went on between him and the Vega sibling. It was then he remember Rose's mother's innate power of seeing the future. Putting two and two together, anxiety hit the young man like a tidal wave. "Oh crap..."

"Something tells me that should be illegal in some regard." Noah scoffed. The thought of a dragon attacking them and not being able to defend oneself without being put to death was an insufferable thought to the ex-gang leader. It sounded like a corrupt deal put together by a looney legal team that had all been paid off. Like a rigged jury voting not guilty on a company that had obviously committed some dastardly crime. Or a mob boss that everyone knew should be convicted for smuggling drugs and other illicit activities, but, conveniently all the witnesses were missing. After Rose explained to Noah that her mother probably already knew of their activities, but would keep silent, the ward calmed down a little bit. He took a seat next to the buxom Vega sibling, feeling a certain heat radiating off of her. "Well, I hope your mom knows not to tell Trixie as well." He said looking straight ahead into the distance. Noah acted as if he was breaking the fourth wall. If Jasmine could read the future, surely by now she would have seen this moment where the young man spoke directly to her. The red clad ward then turned his head and looked at Rose. He wondered what she was thinking of all this. "Before you were sent here by Auntie Yvonne, did she say anything?" He asked, itching his cheek. "Like, did she directly call on you to come?"

With a small hmph and roll of the eyes, Noah made up his own decisions about dragon. Yes, they were an endangered species, but that did not give them moral high ground in anything. As his mentor would say, no one has the right to decide who should live and who should die. It is not something to be left to the simple minds of mortals. But, as the young ward thought about it, that didn't seem to apply here. It was just if the dragon felt like killing them, he would and he would get away with it. When Rose told Noah of how she came to help, but of her own volition, he looked a bit shocked and concerned. "You came on your own?! Are you crazy?" Noah was was within kissing distance of the woman at this point. "I'm flattered that felt the need to come help, but this is a seriously dangerous situation." The young thug then pulled back. Rose did not need to be scolded for her actions. It was sweet of her to think of Noah and to help him. Truth be told, he might not actually be alive if she didn't come when she did. "But, how did you know where to find me?" He asked looking to the blonde vixen. "If Aunt Yvonne didn't tell you anything, how did know to come here?" Noah was no longer angry. He instead sounded curious. How did Rose manage to find him?

Noah let out a sigh as Rose confessed more to him. Everything Rose did was of her own volition, but it was just the right kind of sneaky underhandedness to get by all the strictness of her family. Were the two cut from the same cloth; a couple of rule breakers? Were they meant for each other in that respect? The young man's thoughts were distracted when the blond bombshell took his hand. Noah looked into Rose's sapphire-like eyes. They were warm and caring like a mother's eyes. She cared so much about Noah that she went out of her way to make sure he was okay. He had to admit, that took some guts. Especially when facing what could only be a whole palace full of potential enemies. The ex-gangster's grip on the woman's hand tightened as he accepted her. "We'll get out of here. I'm sure your mom would be sending reinforcements if she didn't foresee any of this happening." A strange thought then occurred. "Speaking of which." He started. "Since your mom already knows about us...what do you think she'll do when we get back?"

Noah listened as Rose agreed with what he said. Her mother would have definitely sent reinforcements if she saw they weren't enough for the job. Who knows, maybe they're weren't. Maybe, the only reason they would survive would be sheer dumb luck. The Vega sibling then explained how the two would be getting the most private to themselves for personal use. The very thought made Noah's eyes widen and face redden. She also warned the young not to mention it to her father. Noah began to hope Mr. Vega was a naive man. He wasn't sure how long he could this kind of news from the head of the house. "Do you think your dad will be mad?" Noah asked leaning back on the with his hands cupped over his head. The ward was actually a bit nervous about all of this. As if being in a mansion full of potential enemies wasn't enough, now he had to worry about a concerned father learning that he just deflowered his oldest daughter. "After all, we did do 'that'."

Noah wasn't sure how to feel. Being threatened to be transformed into a toad wasn't exactly a pleasant thought. "Not sure being French food is nice thing to think of." He quipped. The ward thought of what temporarily being a toad would be like. How it would feel to hop around and make loud gurgling croaking noises or eating insects and having a sticky tongue. "Wait, he won't do anything really bad will he? He's not going to throw lightning bolts or fire at me, right?" Noah was now legitimately concerned. Was Pierre a forced to be reckoned with? He must have been. He was an official wizard and all. One of Noah's most legitimate fears was deep water, but a pissed of magical father may as well have been added to the list just now.