What is it? What should I do next?
Grace was deep in thoughts while her gaze was fixed on the items that were spread across the small coffee table.
Thanks to rune, the glass of water was now sitting empty, just like the cup of noodles. The snowman had started lting because the temperature inside the apartnt was warm. There were so newspaper, snacks, clothes, and even a pair of twin daggers on the table.
It was only when she made the twin daggers appear, did she realize sothing. While she had clearly succeeded in making all her thoughts co alive, it was because there were enough resources available for that particular thought to co to life.
In her first though creation, both the glass and the water were available around her, and thus, the thought ca to life almost imdiately. When she asked Rune to confirm, he did recognize the glass from a set he recently opened.
The cup of noodles also turned out to be his, as one was seemingly missing from the stock he arranged in the cupboard just the night before. The newspaper was from months ago and they guessed it might have been his too.
As for the snowman, well... there was more than enough snow outside for her to create tens of thousands of such snown.
And finally... the pair of twin daggers... they belonged to Grace herself. She had these daggers stored in a cabinet of the villa along with several others.
At this point, it beca pretty clear that she was able to bring all her thoughts to life because she had all the necessary resources available.
Other than this bunch of items, there was also a pot of plant sitting next to the table with several flowers in full bloom.
No. She didn’t made the pot of plant appear out of thin air. It was one of Rune’s flower pots and she just made the already available buds bloom into those beautiful blue flowers.
"This isn’t working, Grace. You need to thing sothing really crazy for us to get a better understanding about your power." Rune reminded her, helping her throughout the journey just like he promised her.
Grace took in a deep breath and closed her eyes while she tried to think of sothing better for the next round. So far, she had only thought about creating things out of thin air, but this ti, she went for sothing entirely different.
She opened her eyes and focused her gaze on Rune, picturing him falling over with the couch. Seeing her staring at him so intently, he tilted his head to the side - sothing he tended to do whenever he found sothing interesting.
Grace ignored his questioning eyes and kept her mind clear, only the thought being created in there. She tapped into her power and felt it surfacing, ready to carry out the task. She watched while holding her breath, waiting for her thought to co to life. But... it didn’t happen.
A frown imdiately appeared on her face and she tried again, but there was still nothing.
"Did you finally fail to bring a thought of yours to life?" Rune asked, already getting an idea about what was going on with her.
Grace ;et out a small sigh and nodded her head in a positive response. She was a little bit happy to finally find that so-called limit she was looking for, but at the sa ti, she wondered how she was going to find the reason behind this limit. And without learning about the reason, it would be impossible to understand the limit.
"What did you think this ti?" Rune asked, very much interested to learn about what she thought to finally fail.
Grace opened her mouth to answer but then closed it without saying a single word. After thinking about what she just thought, it didn’t seem like the right thing to let him know. Obviously, he wouldn’t be happy to learn that she was picturing hi\\m falling down from the couch.
On the other hand, her silence only made Rune arch his eyebrows high in question. He was more and more interested to know what was making her hesitate. A knowing smile suddenly appeared on his lips and he looked down at himself before looking up and fixing his gaze on her. "Did you think of sothing dirty?’
Grace just let out a small sigh and shook her head. Not wanting him to continue speculating on his own, she decided to reveal what she really thought. And the mont she did, she noticed how his expression fell almost comically.
"Why are you so obsessed with the idea of hurting ? Is this so kind of kink you like?" He once again opened his mouth only to speak nonsense.
"Rune." Grace warned, but the grin on his lips made her own curl slightly with a smile. She kind of liked how he always had a chill side to him available all the ti and in every situation. It was sothing she had never been able to do, and thus, she found herself admiring Rune for this even though she found him young and careless for the sa thing at certain serious monts.
Rune finally pulled on his serious side, and spoke, "Alright. Let’s do with what we have got. I want you to now try throwing down while giving or the couch a push." And while he looked excited, Grace felt at a loss.
"You want to try throwing you over along with the couch just with a push? Are you for real?" She asked, looking at him as if he had lost his mind.
But it seed like Rune had a different plan that he failed to explain properly. He shook his head before explaining - "I do want you to try pushing to throw over with the couch, but you need to try thinking about the sa as well in your mind. You got what I’m saying?"
"I think... I do."
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