"However, after centuries of nothing but silence and darkness, I heard a child's cry."
I gulped, hearing myself swallow. I couldn't look away from him as I pursed my lips in a thin line.
"I never thought I'd found glee in hearing a child's cry. But, during that ti, that child saved ."
He smiled subtly while I suppressed my hiccup. I still had tons of questions in my mind, but I couldn't contemplate any of them at the mont.
"From then on, I'd listen to her cries all the ti. Until she started learning to speak and cried less. I knew just listening to her, she's such a bundle of joy."
His eyes started gleaming with delight while my fist and shoulder felt at ease.
"Even when she hit adulthood, she was very lively. Every day, without fail, she'd tattle about her day nonstop."
Upon hearing his last remarks, sweats started breaking out from my forehead. Until this point, I never considered the person he was talking about was .
However, the more I listened to him, the more I discerned the similarities.
My heart started pounding very loud as I tightened my jaw.
"Even when she lost her father, she didn't let go of that habit. She would announce whenever she cos ho and starts talking alone. She even thought she had gone mad for talking alone. It's funny, because I thought otherwise."
Samael chuckled, giving ease to the tension revolving around my heart. I did mumble about being insane as I couldn't let go of this habit.
But the way he spoke about it brought warmth to my heart. He made sound like a sane, remarkable person.
A person who wouldn't be easily brought down by poverty, starvation, or even a loss of a loved one. He made it sound like the person he was talking about was nothing but amazing.
But I wasn't.
"I think... deep in her subconscious mind, she knew soone was listening. That soone is looking forward to hear her say, 'I'm ho', and eager to listen to her daily tales and rants."
At this point, Samael locked his gaze with mine. anwhile, I could only listen like a fool.
The thought of soone listening to every day brought relief and horror within . It was relieving to know my habit saved soone.
On the other side of the coin, it terrified as I've badmouthed a few nobles many tis. Only when I talk to myself, I could be real and express my dismay and happiness aloud.
The thought that he had heard everything mortified . I felt like he just stripped naked and knew more than I know myself.
"So, I promised myself, I would return the favor once I wake up."
Slowly, Samael leaned closer to the edge of the table. He rested his arm against it, cupping his jaw in his other hand with his eyes still on .
"Did that answer your question, Lilou?"
He asked, bearing his unwavering resolve that flickered across his crimson eyes.
I tried answering, but to no avail. My words were stuck in my throat, suffocating . What should I say in monts like this?
What should I feel?
"How can you say you'd return the favor by killing ?" Before I knew it, my question suddenly slipped past my lips after struggling to find my voice again.
"I didn't want to kill you, you did."
"So, you just want to marry because I — I saved you? If you really listened to everything, then, you'd know…"
"You want a wonderful romance that could touch even the most callous heart?"
Before I could end my sentints, Samael continued it for . Just then, I recalled him saying the exact words this morning and my jaw dropped instantly.
"Even I thought that's ridiculous, silly." He humored, chuckling lightly, which made felt very awkward.
He might think I was absurd to even dream of marrying. Not that it was one of my priority with how tough life was.
However, I'm just a girl.
It was just normal for a girl like to dream to be loved unconditionally and love him the sa way, right? He didn't need to make fun of because of that.
Deep down, I felt very awkward and humiliated. He made sound so amazing, and I could not help but wonder how disappointed he was after finally eting .
Unknowingly, I hung my head low out of utter disappointnt. He probably didn't expect that the person he thought I was, was not actually that… amazing.
Instead, I was just…
"However, when I saw you, I knew I was wrong."
I know. You had the wrong perception of , and I understood it clearly.
"Perhaps, I was wrong for thinking that kind of romance is ridiculous."
"Ah?"
"Because I suddenly want the sa when I laid my eyes on you, silly."
"What?" I blinked, just asking randomly as my mind was too little to understand everything.
"Damn it, girl! Do you really want to say it loud and clear?"
All of a sudden, he frowned and clicked his tongue in annoyance. Yet, I couldn't understand why he suddenly turned aggressive.
"Say, say what?" I asked purely because I didn't think I understood him that well.
Part of was assuming unnecessary thoughts. However, for soone like , I could never hop into that conclusion.
Samael just stared at , still cupping his jaw before he let out a sigh.
"I like you the first ti I saw you. Happy now?" He said, looking away with a pout.
I blinked my eyes, trying to see if my eyes weren't deceiving when I glimpsed at his flustered cheek.
"This girl just understands everything in literal terms, tsk." He mumbled, but the tip of his ear reddened.
"…"
I think I was going blind and deaf. I should eat so I would stop hallucinating.
Just like what I thought. Instead of answering and processing his words, I started eating. I chugged the entire bowl of cold soup to ease my racing heart.
When I drank the last drop of soup, I slamd it down against the table and awkwardly laughed. Samael was looking at with puzzlent in his eyes.
"Milord, please forgive my manners. Hunger made hallucinate and I…"
"I like you." Before I could finish my explanation, he said blankly.
"Neither my existence nor my feelings are part of your imagination. I'm real, I'm here, I said I like you, and I want you. Do you want to prove that, Lilou?"
This ti, although his tone was nearly the sa, he stressed each word with conviction which bore weight I could never carry.
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