As everyone left the inn, the two remaining party mbers returned to their room and sat opposite each other.
The morning streets were rowdy enough for them to talk about a few things without worrying if soone was listening in on their conversation.
"So…" Fischl started, "The fate has ordered us to so montary tranquillity and seclusion."
She put her finger up to the bridge of her nose as if she were pushing up invisible glasses.
"Yes...indeed..." Yomite nodded in agreent, "I just want to say that...yesterday... I-I...ehm..."
Yomite had trouble finding words. He couldn't recall ever having to apologize in this manner, which worried him because he didn't know how to handle the matter correctly.
He considered lying to her for a fraction of a second before dismissing the idea. He was a terrible liar, and she was going to find out.
He didn't enjoy lying in the first place.
While she might have had no idea what had transpired during the night, which was highly improbable based on their loud noises, she could definitely sense he was thinking about sothing and needed to get it off his chest.
"Yesterday...Yesterday..."
His throat was dry, he had never felt so guilty in his life before.
Fischl gazed at him for a few seconds, eyes wide open.
Then she slowly burst into the widest grin he'd ever seen since he'd known her, as it spread across her face like a sunrise, reaching all the way to her lips.
"I know. I know. This Prinzessin is very well aware!"
"...Huh? You knew?"
Yomite could hardly believe what he was hearing. He was right. She knew. The young chuuni girl knew it all along.
He had a feeling that since Hu Tao was so loud at tis, Fischl could have overheard them doing the deed, but now that it was proven, he was perplexed as to why she didn't simply stop them.
"Yes, worry not. We signed a deadly "Cursed Pact" with Tao eons ago, and we reached a compromise on several topics that, regrettably, you will never be aware of!" Fischl grinned once more.
She looked delighted, and absolutely pleased with herself that she managed to fool him so well!
The fact that he was about to confess and apologize made her smile widen even more. It ant that despite doing a mistake, he was afraid of losing her after all.
That thought alone was encouraging and reassuring at the sa ti.
But she also seed quite thrilled with her success. Which only increased his level of confusion.
Was she actually that happy her little prank worked? Was she turning into a second Hu Tao, because she spent so much ti with her?
(Dear Venti, I hope not. I don't think I'll be able to deal with two Hu Tao's...)
Yomite was being fooled all this ti. By both of them.
"You gave my heart a few shocks...that's for sure..."
His heart almost stopped at tis, he didn't rember the last ti he was this pressured about sothing...
Handling real relationships was...much harder than he thought...
He was afraid that the people he loved would be hurt by his actions, simply because he never viewed relationships like a normal average joe.
So, when he was exposed to such a situation, it took so ti for him to comprehend everything that was happening, yet...
In the end, he regretted what he did yesterday. In fact, he was thankful that the outco turned out better than anticipated.
Seeing his baffled face, Fischl stood up from her bed and walked towards him, hugging his head.
Her grin held steady as he did the sa, returning the hug.
For a mont, the two remained in that posture, gripping one another tightly.
After a few seconds, he peered into her green eye that wasn't covered by a chuuni eyepatch before she leaned forward, her mouth pressed against his, their lips moving in unison.
The kiss was delicate and tender, as if two lovers were finally reunited after a long ti apart, even though they clearly kissed, yesterday and were together at all tis.
"Thou takest everything too somberly. Alleviate a little. Mondstadt ist the country of liberty. Even my late grandfather hadt seven mistresses. Such matters should not be of any importance to us whatsoever. We wish only of one thing, that you keep being with us."
She was correct.
Perhaps he was simply too scared of everything lately.
The assassin, his shifting relationships, the unknown world, and the uncertain future.
Perhaps the secret was to unwind. To beco as free as the wind itself.
(She is right...Maybe, just breezing through this world without any worries would be a far better feeling.)
Just then, as if under so sort of spell, a series of sentences appeared inside Yomite's mind. The words weren't coming from anywhere, there was no origin. He had no idea where they ca from, but they were undeniably a part of his consciousness.
(Freedom is the spirit of the Land of the Wind. The freedom to live is one of such. It is the freedom to live freely and healthily without concerns of one's own safety.)
(Freedom is the spirit of the Land of the Wind. The freedom of travel is one of such. It is the freedom to traverse the land freely without being obstructed.)
(Freedom is the spirit of the city of wind. To sing is one such freedom. To sing on the land created by the Anemo Archon is to send your heart away with the song on the wind.)
(Happiness and freedom co the way the wind blows. With the change of the wind, cos the true essence of direction, and yet, freedom shall never fade, till the winds blow.)
They were clear and concise, perfectly understandable, yet utterly foreign, as if sothing familiar and unrecognizable had been cramd inside his brain.
Yomite was montarily taken aback by the weird words. He pulled away from the kiss to gather his thoughts.
A voice of an unknown person just rang inside of his head. If that wasn't creepy enough, he didn't know what was...
"Is sothing the matter?"
Fischl looked concerned and even a bit afraid he wasn't satisfied with her kisses. She hadn't kissed anyone other than him before, so she didn't have any experience regarding that, and her insecurities about herself didn't help her either.
"No, no. It's fine, I just...thought I heard a mosquito, is all. No worries."
Saying that, he pulled her and she sat on his lap.
He was interested in that voice, but right now, he was busy.
They found each other's lips and explored them thoroughly before finally opening their mouths. Their tongues danced around one another as the couple took in all the sensations that were happening between them.
The two kissed, their hands roaming around one another. They broke apart for air and looked into each other's eyes as their lips connected again. This ti more passionately than before, as if each of them needed the other as much as they wanted to feel alive.
Unperceived by the two of them, who shared this short peaceful mont of intimacy together, an amulet with a bright green orb-shaped gem and tri-feathered wings materialized inside of Yomite's coin pouch...
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