"... I had the intention to end everything between us tonight." — Marianne said, drowning him more in misery. — "I had thought that his highness’s indifference and avoidance of my touch was because you had developed a liking for another woman."
"... what?"
"I had thought I was actually a nuisance and you were putting up with because the woman you do love asked you to do it."
"... another woman? My lady a nuisance?? What in the world... My death would co before any of that being the truth!"
"..."
"...I-I’m sorry. This isn’t what..." — Knowing an outburst would not solve the confusion, he breathed out. Controlling himself so his confusion could be conveyed. — "How co you are here... what you’re saying... I cannot get my mind around it, my lady."
"As I said... I ca here to end things today." — This ti she stood up. Looking at the man across the room widened his eyes shocked in gloom. Moving towards him so the expression could be seen clearly as she spoke to him. — "... Does his highness want to end everything between us?"
"No... I would rather die before letting it end."
"Why would you say that?"
"Because... my lady, I... I—"
"My prince." — Knowing he couldn’t gather the courage, Marianne interrupted. Saying what she initially had in mind with this visit. — "I have been worrying nonstop. Before... your kisses and small caresses would co to impulsively, asking for permission and sotis without it. Yet that stopped after we got into an official courtship..."
"..."
"I thought that maybe there was a reason behind it, like showing respect to because of traditions... yet you avoided more and more and... ultimately we separated. We distanced from each other and... well, at so point, I started to believe you had your eyes on Karina instead of ."
"?! How could I? My lady, ever since I t her I have only wanted her death! Why would you think I—"
"I am not sure! If you distance yourself and avoid my touch, what am I to believe?! No letter ever ca either!... I grew anxious about it all... and missed the days when you would not care nor wait for my agreent to kiss ."
"..."
"Do tell , please... was it all a misunderstanding? Is there actually a reason behind it?? Because... if what you call in your dreams is the truth in your heart... if you beco like that when you are finally free in a dreamy realm... There has to be a motive behind the coldness you give in reality, right?"
"..."
"... right?" — She asked again, showing how concerned she felt at the sa ti while being honest. Stopping his senses for a second to understand what should be done.
"... if I don’t control myself I can’t marry you."
"..... What?"
"What I dream about... I make the efforts in reality so I can have it for eternity one day... the traditions say that on our wedding night, a proof of the bride’s purity should be displayed. The groom’s handkerchief with the bride’s first’s blood..."
"But... that does not an you have to avoid like I’m a pest."
"No, but... my lady, I’m a beast. Danger itself when near you." — Pained to admit it, worried as he felt it, Zeleskiaz whispered. — "Whenever you are near, my body hopes to get closer, to touch and embrace you... to kiss you... to do as I do in dreams... therefore... avoiding you is my sole thod to protect a future with you."
"... so..."
"?"
"It is not that you dislike ?"
"..."
"Your highness?"
"Why... did you have to co tonight, my lady?"
"..."
"I don’t want to say I love you in these circumstances... I wanted to make it special for it is you... You deserve the most considerate confession..."
"Y-you... you can say it again and it will always feel special..."
"Upsetting it is... because that would an I did not need that much concern. I refuse to accept it."
"... well... then do not say it now, but... hug and kiss without unnecessary worries. I... I must say... I was ready to indulge if you were to take this fake dream further, Zeleskiaz... so..." — Embarrassed, she shrank in herself, red from having the courage to say this to the man himself. — "Please, now that I know the reasons, let us be both who cooperate. If you cannot stop, I can make you recall we must stop... we... we can share the hazard..."
"... truly? Is it truly alright for us to do that, my lady? Can we share such concern?"
"Yes... Not only can we but we should..." — She said, ready to graze the man while her thoughts differed. — ’Although, I might not be able to stop you by myself...’
Swayed by the complicity, Marianne was lightly kissed. The ease of the graze invited her hands to hold onto the man and taking in a big whiff of her freshness, Zeleskiaz’s arms surrounded her. Smiling at the feeling of being welcod.
"... I still cannot believe you are here, my lady..." — Cuddling to her on the floor they had fallen to, Zeleskiaz held her tightly, knowing that such scented softness could not be a dream. — "How did you do it? You are wearing your gown so...?! In this cold you would not climb the window would you?!"
"Hahaha~ silly~ I am not as reckless as you are, my prince." — Going back to lean on his chest after he separated from surprise, Marianne chuckled. Delighted to feel his warmth and big fra. — "The fairies made a passageway from my chambers to yours..."
"... They did?"
"... would you like to see it?" — Looking up at the man, she saw trouble in his expression and scoffed entertained, having an idea of the reason. — "Why? Are you going to use it often?"
"... I fear I might use it too often..." — Stroking her visage, no smile was there to join his affirmation. Honest, Zeleskiaz was being too honest to his own good, and the woman in his arms only felt fortunate to hear it even when dangerous.
"You can if you wish to." — Silently he only observed the bashful beloved, convinced that he shouldn’t even if allowed. Nevertheless, no word about it was said. His being only nuzzled against her, squeezing her deliciously since this opportunity was a gift he could not waste.
"Show where it is once you leave... yet do not leave yet." — Zeleskiaz exhaled, pausing to et her eye, hold her visage and kiss her many tis. — "Stay so I can enjoy this taste a little longer, my lady... *peck* *peck* avoiding your heavenly touch... *cuddles* withered my spirit so much I thought I would commit many cris..."
"Mm~... cris like the one Sir Biel said about his Majesty?"
"..."
"Hahaha~ You may tell about that later, don’t look so glum, haha~" — Her laughter healed the man. And a wish for more light was born, wishing to see more of her beauty in this dark place he had been living in.
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