Frieren: Dominating Aura From the Start Chapter 41: A Day in the Life of a Married Couple (One): Mor

Year five of their life in the Imperial Capital.

As spring quietly departed with the accident that had befallen Flam—

The blazing sumr of Eiseberg arrived, accompanied by morning sunlight spilling freely through the window.

Bathed in that light, Flam furrowed her brow.

Soft rays filtered through the lace curtains above and kissed the corner of her eye.

She instinctively curled toward the warmth, feeling a slight tug at her hair.

"You're lying on my hair…"

Still half-asleep, Flam murmured in a honeyed tone tinged with drowsiness.

She groped for the strands of rose-colored hair trapped beneath her husband—

But instead, her fingers brushed against Agusheed's left hand resting on her waist.

Her fingertip traced the silver band on his ring finger—

That made Agusheed's arm around her waist stiffen for a mont.

Sensing her movent—

He shifted slightly, letting a few strands of her hair slip free from the crook of his arm.

Feeling those freed strands—

The half-asleep Flam instinctively turned over.

Agusheed loosened his hold in sync with her movent—

Only to pull her back in the mont she tried to pull away.

As a result, when she turned, her back pressed naturally against his chest.

His body wasn't particularly warm, but in this season, it gave off a gentle heat.

As the morning sun grew stronger, the room began to heat with sumr's breath.

Flam started to clearly feel the warmth of Agusheed's body through her thin nightgown.

She wriggled a little and nudged him with her elbow.

"You're hot… move away."

She muttered, but her voice carried no real protest—more like a sleepy cat being fussy.

Agusheed let out a sleepy grunt, but instead of letting go, he held her tighter.

Then, gently, he pulled her fully back into his arms.

Resting his chin on top of Flam's head, even his soft breathing lulled her into drowsiness again.

She could hear his steady heartbeat from behind.

Knowing she couldn't escape, she turned over once more.

His collar was slightly open, and Flam's nose nearly touched his collarbone.

Nestling forward in her sleepy haze, she curled back into his chest.

"Agusheed… hold …"

That drowsy whisper finally made his brow twitch.

He wrapped both arms around her waist, pulling her fully into an embrace.

The gesture was surprisingly gentle—completely unlike his usual manner.

Flam took the opportunity to bury her face in the crook of his neck, breathing in the scent of parchnt and cedar ink.

Five years ago, when they first married, Agusheed had hugged her like he was handling a fragile artifact.

Now, his palm rested calmly on her waist, unmoving.

His warmth seeped through the linen nightdress, gently warming her.

"It tickles…"

She scrunched her shoulders, her hair brushing against his jaw.

Agusheed imdiately moved his hand, instead slipping his fingers into her tousled hair.

Feeling his steady pulse, Flam burrowed even deeper—

And planted a light kiss on his neck.

"Don't start…"

Her soft kisses traced his neckline, gradually waking Agusheed.

He let out a low sigh from his throat and tightened his hold.

"It's not even dawn yet."

Still with his eyes closed, he traced her cheekbone with his thumb, voice raspy against her ear.

Then he reached for the fallen blanket and draped it back over them.

Only much later, when the morning breeze lifted the sheer curtain—

Did Flam finally awaken under Agusheed's gaze.

"When did you wake up…"

Her voice was hoarse with sleep.

She rubbed her eyes and poked at his chest with her fingertip.

"Just a little before you."

"Really?"

She clearly didn't quite believe him.

But with eyes still half-closed—

She gazed at Agusheed's ever-unreadable face for a while—

And, as usual, nestled closer to him.

"Morning kiss."

She whispered.

Her tone had that familiar blend of sincerity and softness that was uniquely hers.

Agusheed sighed—

That familiar, helpless sigh of his.

"Hurry up—"

Seeing he hadn't moved, Flam prodded again in a low voice.

So Agusheed slowly lowered his head—

He kissed her lightly and precisely, like completing a morning routine.

Just a soft touch. Nothing more.

But Flam wasn't satisfied.

She leaned in again, her fingers threading through his dark hair—

As Agusheed yielded, his palm gently found the back of her neck.

He let her lead, but at the sweetness of the kiss, he briefly hesitated.

His hand slid down her back, pulling her closer—

The mont was both long and brief.

And when they finally parted, both were slightly out of breath.

Flam leaned into his chest again, her rose-colored hair brushing his jaw.

"Ti to get up."

Agusheed placed his hand on her arm wrapped tightly around him and whispered.

But Flam shook her head and buried her face back in his neck.

"Let's sleep a bit more—"

Her muffled voice carried the spoiled stubbornness of soone who just woke up but wanted to return to sleep.

Agusheed didn't reply. He simply held her tighter.

As sunlight slowly climbed the bed canopy, casting mottled shadows over their entwined forms—

Flam's breathing settled again, as though drifting back into dreams.

Recalling the dreams that had lately beco clearer and more frequent—

Agusheed lowered his gaze in silent contemplation.

And at last—

He looked at his sleeping wife and gently combed her hair with his fingers.

Just like always. Just like every mont before…