Merria has been resentful for a while.
When Riley talked about Reukisâ wounds so easily, she wanted to slap her on the cheek.
It was a fact she knew, that his parents died from his darkness, when it went rampant, when Reukis was young.
But for Merriaâs it was just an unfortunate accident.
The Reukis she had seen had no intention of killing his parents.
Even more so, Reukis must have been frustrated every time he heard the events of that day and thought that he deserved to be cursed.
Reukis was a poor pitiful man.
He would rather cry than blame others.â
He was always blaming himself, denying that it was an accident.
He still couldnât get rid of the guilt and was still crouching and crying.
Merria faced a wounded childhood of Reukis but couldnât do anything for him.
I couldnât go back to that time and stop the runaway of his powers, I couldnât bring his parents back to life.
At the same time, Merria felt angry and fortunate.
It wasnât just her that was helpless in the past, but so was he.
Using her as an excuse, Reukis also wanted to ease the pain of his suffering.
Merria gritted her teeth, but the tears that poured out eventually fell down her chin.
Once the tears flowed, they couldnât easily stop.
Facing the crying Merria, Reukis sprang up from the blanket.
His hands were wandering in the air without even thinking about touching Merria.
Eventually he gently patted Merria on the shoulder.
It was a recollection of what Merria had done earlier to comfort him.
âMerria. Donât cry. I never meant to make you cry.â
Merria, who roughly wiped away her tears, wrapped his cheeks with her hands and asked.
âWhy do you think Iâm crying right now?â
Reukis pondered the unexpected question.
In the end, he couldnât find the proper words to answer, so he chose the most likely answer among the typical words from the nobles.
âBeing by my side, are you afraid? Afraid that youâre going to be unhappy⌠staying with me.â
At his answer, Merria snorted loudly.
She then patted his cheek and looked straight at Reukis with her bright crimson eyes.
Reukis nodded his head slightly.
Merria decided that she would clean up all the light mouthed nobles around him in the future.
âNo, I cried because I felt so sorry for you. It hurts so much seeing you suffer.â
ââŚdo you feel sorry for me? Youâre not afraid of me?â
âHave you ever threatened me or treated me harshly?â
Reukis was always in a position of pleading and clinging to her, never speaking out.
Even now, he was looking at me with innocent eyes, leaving his face in my hands, defenseless.
As he stared blankly, Merria smiled softly at him and gently wiped the corner of one of his cheeks.
âYou donât. Youâre kind and nice to me.â
âItâs Merria whoâs sweet.â
âI think itâs only for Reukis. Iâm usually a rude and selfish person.â
A person couldnât be too simple.
Everyone has a different side, and depending on the opponent, they have no choice but to show different sides of themselves.
She had never seen anyone unconditionally good or bad.
Even Merria was the same.
She certainly had a soft spot for Reukis, even though she herself thinks so.
Perhaps itâs because Reukis has always been a good person to Merria.
How could she calmly shake off the suffering that was right in front of Reukis?
âAnyway, I hope Reukis suffers a little less. Less restraint, less crying.â
I didnât want him to get hurt anymore.
So I thought it would be nice if the time came when he could say he was happy.
âWhat could I do to comfort you?â
Reukisâ face, which had relaxed to some extent, frowned.
He hugged her as if he was running out of time with Merria.
He felt at ease with her scent and felt comforted with her warmth.
âDonât leave me, MerriaâŚâ
Reukis leaned his head on Merriaâs neck.
His pathetic voice reached Merriaâs ear.
Instead of answering, Merria hugged him tightly and patted his back.
âIâm more afraid of you leaving me than anyone else. Thatâs why I couldnât confess that I was cursed.â
âI donât know what the two have to do with it.â
âEven after Harriet kicked out the servants, it didnât stop the rumors from spreading. Fortunately, most people didnât believe there was such a thing as a curseâŚâ
âI donât believe in such things. Doesnât everyone have one such false rumor around them?â
Merria said with a soft smile.
Reukis buried his head in Merriaâs neck and continued.
âBut you, I didnât want you to know. So I tried to hide it until the end.â
âI ended up hearing itâŚâ
âIâm afraid youâll really abandon me if you ever find out âŚthat really scared me.â
The fear and weakness that resided within Reukis.
It was something Merria found out right from Reukis lips.
âHe didnât tell Shannon in the original, so of course I had no way of knowing.â
Reukisâ pain, hundreds or thousands of his suffering remain which wasnât even in the original.
Now Reukis has placed his deadliest weakness in Merriaâs hands.
He was begging her not to abandon him because he would give her everything he has.
Merria wanted to tell Reukis to stop being worrying because she wonât leave.
I wished that this man, like a paper boat floating in the open sea, could rest with peace of mind and without feeling anxious about me leaving.
Eventually, Merria pulled herself away from him and slowly put her hand on his face.
Looking at him from a close distance, his innocent eyes were the first thing that caught my eye.
âAt first, I was just trying to say that I wouldnât leave him. But it seems a bit disappointing to just say it.â
Merria gently stroked his plump lips with her thumb.
Her deep sunken crimson eyes stared down at his nose bridge and fixed on his lips.
In the breathtaking atmosphere, Reukisâ throat trembled greatly.
He couldnât take his eyes off her without blinking his eyes like everything stopped in front of him.
It was in a flash that Merria came so close to him that he could barely breathe.
During the blink of an eye, Merriaâs face was stuck in front of him without a break.
It happened before Reukis even caught her moving away.
He felt like his mind couldnât keep up with what had just happened.
His empty lips, left with only a slight warmth, opened wide in surprise.
Merria didnât want to be awkward, so she raised her head as if nothing had happened.
Reukis had stopped breathing like a balloon full of wind.
Merria decided to change the subject so he could breathe.
She smiled and opened her lips.
âReukis, whenever you think youâre cursed, think of me.â
âI am a person who cares deeply for myself, so I never do anything dangerous. Since I became your lover, itâs safe to say that Reukisâ safety is guaranteed.â
In fact, I didnât really know what I was talking about.
Merria was just pretending to be okay, but her heart was pounding.
Reukis narrowed the distance in an instant, like someone waiting for her to finish speaking.
âIâll always remember.â
Then he kissed her lightly, just as Merria did.
Three times, four timesâŚ
As soon as Merria, in embarrassment, lifted her head slightly and opened her mouth to say something, Reukis kissed her as if waiting.
Merria clenched her fists tightly at the unfamiliar sensation.
Reukis, like a thirsty man, did not let Merria go and continued to covet her.
Reukis felt her breath and wrapped his arms around her waist.
Reukis felt like he was so thirsty for such a long time.
He felt so ecstatic that it wasnât enough to do it once.
Eventually, out of breath, Merria pushed him away first, and Reukis stepped back.
Reukis, with his eyes wide open, was extremely deadly.
Merria breathed heavily, and she looked blankly at his lips, then closed her eyes again, as if possessed.
As if it were a sign, the two held each otherâs lips again.
Reukis accepted Merria, feeling dizzy soaking in her affection.
After sharing their breath for a long time, the two of them got tired and sat leaning their back on the bed.
Embarrassed, Merria handed over the wine in the room.
Reukis took the wine and grabbed her empty hand and gently entangled it with his.
Merria, who had turned her gaze away, looked at Reukis silently.
She was taken aback by what had happened out of the blue, but she didnât think it was a mistake.
His lips puffed up from the slightly rough kiss, it looked cute.
Merria smiled softly as she gently touched Reukisâ plump lips.
Are you possessed by this sly mouth?
She slowly squinted at Reukisâ face.
He kissed Merriaâs hand softly, which was fiddling with his lips with a very satisfied expression.
It was a gentle, tickling gesture, like a mother bird expressing her affection.
Reukis fiddled with Merriaâs hand and brought up one story and another.
From the heavy story of learning swordsmanship instead of dealing with magical powers, to the funny story about taking all kinds of medicinal herbs to cure the aftereffects.
As he talked, Merria simply gave up her hand and listened quietly to him.
Then Merria had a sudden thought and asked him.
âBut itâs just, noâŚ, the aftereffects. Was it okay to say things like that? Wasnât that a top secret?â
It was done on impulse, no matter how emotional he was.
If this information leaked out and someone targeted him and gave him a potion to boost his mana, his life could be in danger.
Reukis shook his head without hesitation.
He answered Merria with a serious look.
âI didnât want to hide it from Merria.â
âEven if I find out a secret or two, I wonât run away.â
A shallow uneasiness still lingered inside Reukisâ clear golden eyes.
It wasnât that he didnât trust Merria.
The one who wanted to believe her more than anyone else was Reukis himself.
It was only because he was still not sure that he was worthy of Merriaâs faith and affection.
Merria noticed his intentions, raised her eyebrows and swept his palms.
âNow Iâm willing to hide it even if you come after killing with this hand. Because I donât think you would do that for no reason.â
âIâm willing to welcome you even if you cut me with a knife.â
To Merriaâs sarcasm, Reukis replied by adding wine to the glass.
Merria, who was triggered by his words, asked a stronger question.
âWhat if I try to kill Reukis?â
âThatâs⌠I couldnât leave you alone, so Iâll make sure to keep at least enough to save my life.â
Merriaâs eyes hardened at the sight of Reukis, who looked so innocent that it was hard to believe that he was the one who carried out her death.