Chapter 148: The Eternal Rest in The Eternal Winter [unedited]
âSi..gren?â
Sigren asked in a low voice, âDo you like Heilon, Fiona?â
Liking it enough to even take a risk riding that giant dragon?
The answer came easily as if it was a random question.
âWell, of course.â
Fiona gave up trying to escape from those arms, so she patted him on his back. She grumbled that he was heavy, but it was just an excuse. He was not heavy at all.
âHonestly, Iâve never considered this place before. I even thought, do I like my job here?â
It was the environment where she had no choice but to create a distant feeling toward people. She didnât have to engage her feelings in human interaction over here. Because if she cared too much, she would go crazy. Just like a few hours ago, the subordinate who had a chat with her while calling her âMiss Mageâ was found dead with half of his body torn by a monster.
However, she felt like she was getting stronger.
Fiona spoke softly. âBut after I left, then came back here now, I realized I really like this place.â
It wasnât until she came to this place again that she realized sheâd been missing many things: the white snow, the rougher accents than the capital, the wine barrels in the warehouse, and the soldiers who noisily greeted them.
âSo, I want to do well.â
âWhich one?â
âGoverning Heilon. Not only as a duty but passionately.â
ââŠâ
Sigren raised his head. His eyes met hers.
âYouâll do well.â
Fiona smiled brightly, âReally?â
Sigren got up and carefully helped her stand on her feet. There was no lie in his words. Fiona would do very well.
âThe problem is me,â
Before, he could confidently say that the only person Fiona has a special affection for was himself. After that was Abel. But not anymore. He realized she has many secrets, and she has more things she cherished proportionally.
Sigren laughed at himself. Recently, he felt that he became more narrow-minded. To make it sound cute, his feeling was similar to the jealousy felt by the firstborn when the younger sibling was born. Of course, if someone looked down further, it was much uglier than that.
He cupped Fionaâs cheek and whispered, âYou will definitely become the best family head.â
âArenât you praising your lover too much?â
It was nice to be acknowledged while being so bruised.
âBut Fiona.â
âHmmm?â
Their foreheads were lightly pressed against each other.
Sigren whispered with his eyes closed.
âYou must own me very well.â
The sight of her disappearing into the sky with Clemente came to his mind. He couldnât catch her. And that possibility could happen more in the future. She would move forward, and she would change.
Sigren smiled crookedly, âIâm probably more annoying than a pet cat.â
âWhat a strange metaphor.â Fiona let out a short laugh and hugged him.
It was very clear that she didnât know what kind of emotions that were hiding behind his words. Yet he knew her very well. She could leave without looking back, and even though she went to a place where she didnât know anyone, she would do well. But that shady imagination should just stay only as imagination in his head. He still belonged to her. And he would try as much as he could to not make that happen.
While Sigren has his thoughts, Fiona whispered sweetly.
âSigren, itâs because youâre always by my side, I could hold on all this time.â
Somehow, there was an urge to make her fall apart.
âIt could have changed.â
Although, he knew he should be content with what he had now.
âSigren, itâs like Iâve become stronger thanks to you.â
But sometimes, he really wished that she became weak instead and fully rely on him.
âItâs naturally like that because youâre precious to me.â
There, the word âmostâ had disappeared. Her language was getting more obscure the more she moved forward.
Sigren hugged Fiona. The sweet throb of their heart touched.
âFiona, youâre precious to me, too.â He whispered, as always, with the mask of a dependable childhood friend and faithful lover.
Love was like the warp and weft.
ââŠbest in the world.â
Sometimes, it was like you got tangled in a thorn bush.
âSo please, own me well.â
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Now that I was in Heilon, I decided to help Abel with the paperwork that has been overdue. There was a lot of work that has not been done when he was missing.
âDoes Sigren treat you well after you two are dating?â Abel asked abruptly while still looking at the paperwork. Oh, he was curious.
Come to think of it, we started dating shortly after Abel left.
âOf course. When did he ever fail me?â
âNo, heâŠ.â
Rarely did Abel show a troubled expression.
âIs it blindness?â
I also replied while still looking at the papers.
âWell, itâs good to be single-hearted devotionâŠâ
Abel murmured. âI can see you still donât understand. Damn it, I shouldnât allow you to pick up a strange rock when you were kidsâŠ.â
Wait, did he just compare Sigren to a rock?
I quickly protested.
âItâs not a rock! Itâs a diamond! A diamond!â
At least, say gold bar!
Abel ignored it, âanyway, you two should get along well, and beautifully.â
What was he talking about? I couldnât get along better and healthier than this. We were even holding hands while sleeping!
âPet him and make him he wags his tail at you like a well-trained dog. Otherwise, he bites.â
Abel even imitated a dog biting with his two hands.
âWait, isnât that comparison kind of too much for your disciple?â
Look at that analogy, wasnât that really bad?
After chatting like that, we were back to handling the document again for a long time.
Suddenly, I noticed Abelâs hand hardened as he was reading a letter. I guessed it was mixed in papers.
âFionaâŠâ
âYesâŠâ
âYou stayed out all night.â
âHuckâŠâ
I involuntarily held my breath. Did he just read Celineâs letter? Then, he rummaged through another letter. It was the letter I sent a few days ago.
âIt says here that youâre be engage to Sigren.â
Why the hell did the letters come to him so late, even mixed with documents?â
Gosh, the timing was so bad.
He smiled cooly as he picked up the letter paper.
âThe letter saying that you want to have an engagement after staying out.â
Stay out overnight.
An engagement.
I could see my life in danger after getting two hit combos by my adoptive father.
I smiled as sweetly as possible.
âFa..ther?â
âItâs useless now.â
Abel stood up and banged his desk. He then shouted, âCall That Damn Boy Sigren Right Now!â