Chapter 379 Kyle & Lilith (Part 1)

Chapter 379 Kyle & Lilith (Part 1)

A few days ago in the Black Forest...

After Sebastian departed from Lilith's house, Kyle made an attempt to exit the room, yet found it immensely challenging. His body was in a state of extreme weakness, allowing him only to stagger a few steps toward the door.

This level of frailty was foreign to Kyle, leading him to ponder if this was akin to the debilitation humans experience during severe illness.

With a feeble chuckle, Kyle had no choice but to return to his bed, parched. He was thirsty so he thought that maybe, if he drank blood, this weakness would go away. But if it's blood he needed, then why was he not craving for it? Why did he feel like he was craving for water instead? Everything he was feeling and experiencing at the moment was just so un-vampire-like. Confused and feeling lightheaded, Kyle lay back down, his gaze weakly scanning the confined space he was in, a room filled with Lilith's scent.

The idea of Lilith discovering him in this feeble state made him bite his lip. Damn... he needed to at least regain a little strength before she came back. He couldn't let her see him in this state!

...

Hours swiftly passed, and it was deep into the night when the soft click of a door echoed within the witch queen's house.

Lilith entered, removing her cloak and hanging it behind the door. She proceeded quietly to her room, pausing momentarily before reaching for the doorknob and gently pushing the door open.

With utmost care and silence, she lit the lamps with her magic, bathing the dark room in light. Her gaze immediately settled on the man lying on the bed.

She had been content and at peace. But since that night, or perhaps since she began watching him sleep in her bed, her sense of contentment and peace wavered. A longing for his touch, his warmth, began to surface. She found herself yearning to be beside him, to sleep in his embrace.

And so, these feelings intensified with each passing day, to the point where Lilith now found herself anxious about what would happen once he awoke. What would she do? Could she still manage to let him go and push him away once more?

These questions lingered, unanswered. Yet, her mind urged her to remain resolute and adhere to her decision until the end. She believed that Kyle deserved better than her. His love for her was evident, his heart seemingly unchanged. Kyle was a good man, one who merited the best the world could offer.

She thought that Kyle deserved a woman who would prioritize him above all else, someone who would stay by his side eternally and never leave. The realization pained her deeply, but she knew she couldn't be that woman. Even if circumstances allowed her to choose him now, she was aware that one day she would inevitably leave him. Because unlike Kyle, she was bound to age and pass away.

...

Having returned to her room, now dressed in a silk nightgown, Lilith seated herself on the bed beside him.

She fiddled with her fingers in silence. After a moment, she lifted her gaze to him and began, "I... I've decided to send you back to your home tomorrow. I thought... you might wake up faster there, surrounded by your family."

She bit her lip, her eyes shifting to the moon peeking through the window.

"I'm sorry... in the end... I couldn't do anything for you..." Her voice trembled slightly as she spoke.

Suddenly, Kyle's voice broke the silence, startling her. "I don't know what made you say such a thing, but you're absolutely wrong, Lilith."