"You're doing it wrong...my sweet"
Elysia's deep voice crooned behind you as he placed his hands over yours on the grimoire, repeating the incantation properly.
He was one of the most dangerous sorcerers of this realm, the harbinger of carnage, the bringer of death. Exiled from his homeland after destroying countless villages, he sought refuge in your modest cottage in the middle of the woods.
Luckily for him though, you didn't recognise what he was, allowing him to stay in exchange for magic lessons. He happily obliged of course, playing the act of the harmless and gentle teacher perfectly while resisting the urge to devour you whole.
Unfortunately, due to the fact that he needed to keep a low profile, he could not allow himself to act on such desires
...Yet