CH 148

Chapter 148: The Eternal Rest in The Eternal Winter [unedited]

“Si..gren?”

Sigren asked in a low voice, “Do you like Heilon, Fiona?” 

Liking it enough to even take a risk riding that giant dragon?

The answer came easily as if it was a random question. 

“Well, of course.”

Fiona gave up trying to escape from those arms, so she patted him on his back. She grumbled that he was heavy, but it was just an excuse. He was not heavy at all. 

“Honestly, I’ve never considered this place before. I even thought, do I like my job here?”

It was the environment where she had no choice but to create a distant feeling toward people. She didn’t have to engage her feelings in human interaction over here. Because if she cared too much, she would go crazy. Just like a few hours ago, the subordinate who had a chat with her while calling her ‘Miss Mage” was found dead with half of his body torn by a monster.

However, she felt like she was getting stronger. 

Fiona spoke softly. “But after I left, then came back here now, I realized I really like this place.”

It wasn’t until she came to this place again that she realized she’d been missing many things: the white snow, the rougher accents than the capital, the wine barrels in the warehouse, and the soldiers who noisily greeted them.

“So, I want to do well.”

“Which one?”

“Governing Heilon. Not only as a duty but passionately.”

“…” 

Sigren raised his head. His eyes met hers. 

“You’ll do well.”

Fiona smiled brightly, “Really?”

Sigren got up and carefully helped her stand on her feet. There was no lie in his words. Fiona would do very well. 

‘The problem is me,’

Before, he could confidently say that the only person Fiona has a special affection for was himself. After that was Abel. But not anymore. He realized she has many secrets, and she has more things she cherished proportionally.

Sigren laughed at himself. Recently, he felt that he became more narrow-minded. To make it sound cute, his feeling was similar to the jealousy felt by the firstborn when the younger sibling was born. Of course, if someone looked down further, it was much uglier than that. 

He cupped Fiona’s cheek and whispered, “You will definitely become the best family head.”

“Aren’t you praising your lover too much?”

It was nice to be acknowledged while being so bruised.

“But Fiona.”

“Hmmm?”

Their foreheads were lightly pressed against each other. 

Sigren whispered with his eyes closed. 

“You must own me very well.”

The sight of her disappearing into the sky with Clemente came to his mind. He couldn’t catch her. And that possibility could happen more in the future. She would move forward, and she would change. 

Sigren smiled crookedly, “I’m probably more annoying than a pet cat.”

“What a strange metaphor.” Fiona let out a short laugh and hugged him. 

It was very clear that she didn’t know what kind of emotions that were hiding behind his words. Yet he knew her very well. She could leave without looking back, and even though she went to a place where she didn’t know anyone, she would do well. But that shady imagination should just stay only as imagination in his head. He still belonged to her. And he would try as much as he could to not make that happen.

While Sigren has his thoughts, Fiona whispered sweetly.

“Sigren, it’s because you’re always by my side, I could hold on all this time.”

Somehow, there was an urge to make her fall apart. 

“It could have changed.”

Although, he knew he should be content with what he had now.

“Sigren, it’s like I’ve become stronger thanks to you.”

But sometimes, he really wished that she became weak instead and fully rely on him. 

“It’s naturally like that because you’re precious to me.”

There, the word “most” had disappeared. Her language was getting more obscure the more she moved forward.

Sigren hugged Fiona. The sweet throb of their heart touched. 

“Fiona, you’re precious to me, too.” He whispered, as always, with the mask of a dependable childhood friend and faithful lover. 

Love was like the warp and weft.

“…best in the world.”

Sometimes, it was like you got tangled in a thorn bush. 

‘So please, own me well.’

***

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Now that I was in Heilon, I decided to help Abel with the paperwork that has been overdue. There was a lot of work that has not been done when he was missing. 

“Does Sigren treat you well after you two are dating?” Abel asked abruptly while still looking at the paperwork. Oh, he was curious. 

Come to think of it, we started dating shortly after Abel left. 

“Of course. When did he ever fail me?”

“No, he….”

Rarely did Abel show a troubled expression.

“Is it blindness?”

I also replied while still looking at the papers.

“Well, it’s good to be single-hearted devotion…”

Abel murmured. “I can see you still don’t understand. Damn it, I shouldn’t allow you to pick up a strange rock when you were kids….”

Wait, did he just compare Sigren to a rock?

I quickly protested.

“It’s not a rock! It’s a diamond! A diamond!”

At least, say gold bar!

Abel ignored it, “anyway, you two should get along well, and beautifully.”

What was he talking about? I couldn’t get along better and healthier than this. We were even holding hands while sleeping!

“Pet him and make him he wags his tail at you like a well-trained dog. Otherwise, he bites.”

Abel even imitated a dog biting with his two hands. 

“Wait, isn’t that comparison kind of too much for your disciple?”

Look at that analogy, wasn’t that really bad?

After chatting like that, we were back to handling the document again for a long time.

Suddenly, I noticed Abel’s hand hardened as he was reading a letter. I guessed it was mixed in papers.

“Fiona…”

“Yes…”

“You stayed out all night.”

“Huck…”

I involuntarily held my breath. Did he just read Celine’s letter? Then, he rummaged through another letter. It was the letter I sent a few days ago.

“It says here that you’re be engage to Sigren.”

Why the hell did the letters come to him so late, even mixed with documents?”

Gosh, the timing was so bad.

He smiled cooly as he picked up the letter paper. 

“The letter saying that you want to have an engagement after staying out.”

Stay out overnight. 

An engagement.

I could see my life in danger after getting two hit combos by my adoptive father.

I smiled as sweetly as possible.

“Fa..ther?”

“It’s useless now.”

Abel stood up and banged his desk. He then shouted, “Call That Damn Boy Sigren Right Now!”

….Ah damn it, it didn’t work.