Rina quickly stood up as well, understanding clearly his deep concern. She nodded warmly, offering a reassuring smile. "Yes, Young Master. She’ll be very happy to see you awake again."
With a gentle nod, Orion quietly moved toward the door, his mind already carefully considering the words he would speak to comfort Seraph, hoping deeply to erase the quiet sadness that had likely accumulated in her heart over these many months.
***
Sunlight filtered gently through the sheer curtains of Seraph’s modest yet warmly furnished room, casting soft patterns across the wooden table where she sat quietly.
A small stack of carefully arranged parchnts rested before her, each page ticulously filled with simple sentences, letters, and carefully practiced syllables—a testant to months of painstaking effort in reclaiming her lost voice.
Seraph gazed silently out the window, erald eyes fixed absently on the distant garden beyond, yet unfocused, her thoughts far away from the serene scenery.
The delicate features of her face bore a subtle sadness, tinged with lingering hope, as mories of Orion drifted continually through her mind.
She often wondered if the warmth she once felt in his presence had vanished forever. Days had turned to weeks, weeks into months, yet his absence had only deepened the ache inside her heart.
Even after learning of his condition from Rina and seeing him herself, the worry that Orion might never awaken again haunted her continuously. Her quiet heart held onto a fragile hope, a gentle whisper promising her that soday Orion would return.
Suddenly, in the gentle stillness of her room, faint sounds echoed softly down the corridor outside. Seraph’s distant gaze imdiately focused, her delicate fra tensing instinctively at the unfamiliar yet deeply familiar rhythm of footsteps approaching.
Her heartbeat quickened, breath hitching slightly in hopeful anticipation.
’Those footsteps...’ she thought urgently, her body trembling softly with barely restrained emotion. Her pulse quickened as her ears strained desperately to confirm what her heart already knew—this rhythmic, steady sound belonged unmistakably to Orion.
Disbelief and hope surged simultaneously within her chest. In an instant, her gentle quietness gave way to action. She hurriedly stood up from her chair, nearly knocking it backward in her haste, rushing swiftly toward the closed door without any hesitation.
Heart pounding fiercely in her chest, Seraph swiftly grasped the handle, flinging the door open eagerly before Orion even had a chance to knock.
Her eyes widened sharply, erald-green depths instantly filling with shimring tears of profound relief, disbelief, and overwhelming joy.
Standing calmly before her, a gentle and affectionate smile upon his familiar face, was Orion—alive, awake, and whole.
"Long ti no see, Seraph," he greeted softly, voice filled with gentle warmth, the comforting resonance she had missed deeply for countless months.
Without even a mont’s hesitation, Seraph rushed into his welcoming embrace, tears streaming freely down her pale cheeks as her slender fra shook softly against him.
Her arms clung desperately to his body, as though afraid he’d vanish again at any mont.
"I... thought... you... abandoned... ..." she sobbed out haltingly, her voice still broken and uncertain despite months of painstaking practice. Each word was fractured, yet clearly conveying the profound hurt and loneliness she’d endured during Orion’s absence.
Orion’s heart twisted gently with deep remorse and compassion at her raw, unguarded emotion. He tenderly wrapped his strong arms around her trembling form, pulling her closer into a reassuring embrace as he gently patted her back.
"How could I ever abandon you, Seraph?" Orion softly reassured her, voice calm yet sincere, carrying the gentle warmth she’d always known from him. "I’m sorry I made you wait for so long."
She shook her head slightly, face still pressed tightly against his chest as her gentle sobs gradually quieted. Her voice ca softly, still choked with tears. "Because... you went away... and didn’t visit... for months... Only after months... did Rina finally tell about your condition."
Orion released a quiet sigh filled with regret and understanding, holding her tighter in gentle reassurance. "Forgive them, Seraph. Everyone was so busy and overwheld with responsibilities because of that they genuinely forgot to inform you. They never ant to neglect you."
She nodded softly against his chest, gradually calming under Orion’s patient comfort. Her quiet sobbing subsided into gentle, occasional hiccups, and the tension slowly began easing from her slender fra.
They stood together in peaceful silence for a few monts, simply holding each other warmly, each deriving quiet comfort from the other’s presence.
Orion continued softly patting her back, wearing a lancholic yet gentle smile filled with warmth. He understood clearly the depth of loneliness she’d faced during his prolonged absence.
Gently stroking her erald-green hair, Orion softly murmured soothing words to her, calming her down further.
After several monts of quiet comfort, Seraph finally lifted her head slowly from Orion’s embrace, wiping the lingering tears from her soft, flushed cheeks.
Orion smiled gently, warmth radiating from his expression as he softly led her back inside her cozy room, gently closing the door behind them.
They settled comfortably at their usual spot by the window, the gentle sunlight casting a warm glow upon the table.
Orion’s gaze swept curiously across the neatly stacked parchnts, his eyes montarily widening in realization.
He had been so preoccupied with concern for Seraph’s emotional well-being that he’d completely overlooked her newfound ability to speak—albeit haltingly and with considerable effort.
A gentle, delighted smile spread slowly across his face, eyes gleaming brightly with pride and genuine happiness as he turned toward her. "You can speak now, Seraph? That’s wonderful news! Given so ti, you’ll surely speak naturally again."
Seraph felt her heart skip softly, warmth spreading pleasantly through her chest at his heartfelt praise. After months of silent, painstaking effort, his acknowledgnt filled her with quiet pride and happiness.
Her erald eyes sparkled softly as a gentle smile finally returned to her delicate face, brightening her gentle beauty. Nodding shyly, she responded softly, her voice still hesitant yet more confident than before, "Yes... I still feel... unfamiliar... speaking."
Orion’s gaze softened with gentle understanding, warmly encouraging her without pressure. "Don’t worry, Seraph. Take as long as you need. There’s no rush."
She smiled sweetly, comforted by his reassuring words, and gently nodded once more, clearly feeling happier than she had in months.
Seeing her expression ease, Orion shifted the topic gently, eyes thoughtful yet sincere. "Now, let tell you about what exactly happened during the battle, and why I was unconscious for such a long ti."
Seraph’s heart swelled warmly at his words, a nostalgic feeling filling her as she rembered the countless evenings they spent exactly like this—Orion narrating stories about his daily experiences, and she quietly listening, finding gentle joy in his animated expressions.
Just as Orion prepared to recount the story, he paused abruptly, his expression suddenly shifting into one of mild confusion and curiosity.
Tilting his head slightly, he asked her, mildly disappointed, "By the way, Seraph, why didn’t you react at all to my changes? I was sooo looking forward to seeing your reaction, especially to my eyes."
A flash of surprise crossed Seraph’s gentle features, her erald gaze widening softly in realization.
She had been so overwheld by emotion upon seeing him awake that she’d entirely forgotten to observe the remarkable changes he’d undergone during his evolution. Leaning forward slightly, she carefully studied Orion’s figure.
She softly gasped in surprise, finally noticing his increased height, his taller stature radiating a calm, powerful presence that differed from before.
Her gaze then traveled upward to his face, and her eyes widened further as she noticed his vividly transford heterochromatic eyes, one blazing fiery red and the other gleaming with striking lightning purple.
"I... forgot... to observe it..." she murmured softly, her expression adorably embarrassed, cheeks slightly flushed in gentle chagrin.
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