Before she could open her mouth to voice her concerns, Aleister raised his other hand before he placed his fingers on his neck.
As a golden glow started burning from his fingertips, Esme noticed a black mist near his neck which gradually disappeared.
It took him some time but she felt his breath calming down as he pulled back from her, his eyes weren't hazy as before and the clarity was back in them.
Esme glanced at him in concern, ''What happened to you?" As she noticed him looking at her quietly, she thought that he was too shocked. Afraid that he might faint, she patted his face, ''Wake up. Look at me. Who am I?" She was a little worried.
Aleister grabbed her delicate wrist as he chuckled before pulling her closer to him. He wrapped his arms around her waist and placed his chin on her neck, inhaling the scent of wilderness coming off from her dark tresses, ''You are Esme,'' came his low teasing voice, ''...My dear moon.''
