“Time passes very slowly”
Kazan muttered in a whine-like tone.
Perhaps because he once felt the feeling of being with Yasiris, time seemed to pass exceptionally slowly without her presence.
The night is still far away, and yet he feels this way now.
He sat in a tree, staring restlessly at the unchanged house of Yasiris.
Thick curtains were covering the windows, so he could not see inside or notice when the lights were turned off or on.
He did not feel even the slightest movement inside, and a feeling of anxiety arose within him.
What if Yaris runs away again?
Shouldn't he now knock on the door and ask to come in?
As he moved his fingers nervously with worry, he sighed and wiped his eyes.
He learned yesterday that the house was protected by a magic that prevented any movement from being felt.
As soon as the door was closed, the movements were artificially interrupted, so how could he not realize this?
Therefore, even if he did not feel it, Yasiris was definitely there, but his heart was still beating hard.
As a woman who had run away once before, he stared at the door for long hours in fear of what she might do, until his eyes hurt.
“You idiot.”
Kazan muttered sarcastically to himself.
He felt sad because Yasiris had not believed him until recently.
But if he thought about it, he was the one who didn't trust her in the first place.
He believed that Isaris had broken the covenant, forgotten him, and that no matter what he did, he would not be able to change her heart.
Mistrust was not limited to the past.
Now, he was afraid that she would never come back, that everything was too late, and that she would run away again.
Anxiety was controlling him, and he could not take his eyes off her house.
However, when I meet her, I can't even touch her.
A tone of self-mockery seeped out of him.
He clenched his fist so hard that his empty hand was completely clenched.
The moment Yasiris stumbled, Kazan definitely tried to catch her.
He intended to calm her down and warn her carefully, but his body stopped before he could do so.
He was afraid that it was just an illusion that would disappear with one touch.
Or shake the air and its illusory image disappears.
If it were real, she might reject him, or she might push his hand violently and make it fall worse.
He was afraid.
“Huh.”
Kazan wiped his face again.
He did not know how the emperor of an empire had become so cowardly.
But things will get better, right?
If he could, he would take Yasiris with him and return.
...You'll get better.
While Kazan was immersed in his thoughts with a troubled frown, the door suddenly opened without any prior indication.
Knock-!
Kazan almost jumped to his feet, but he forced himself to calm his excitement.
Hiding among the leaves, he watched quietly, and Yasiris appeared wearing a different dress than yesterday, her short silver hair swaying lively.
The weather was sunny, so she was not carrying an umbrella this time.
Instead, she was holding a little boy's hand in her chubby one.
“Michael, does your mother want to hold you?
There is still water pooling on the floor.”
"No, I don't want to!
It's me, it's me!"
“Okay, then walk slowly.
Don’t let go of your mother’s hand, okay?”
“Ooooh!”
Yasiris smiled faintly at his enthusiastic response.
And so, the mother and her son, holding each other's hands tightly, began to move step by step towards the village.
The delay in walking matched the speed of the child's small, delicate steps, but the scene seemed touchingly friendly.
It was natural for one to smile unconsciously, but Kazan froze in vague shock.
“They look...happy.”
Yasiris's face, full of tenderness, was completely different from what he saw through the crystal ball.
Even with the slight hint of worry, her gaze was filled with love, making him feel overwhelmed.
That was mine.
It should have been mine.
This is exactly what I wanted.
This is the only thing you can do for me, Your MajestyHis heart ached.
Kazan held his heart groaning with pain, resisting the urge to intervene between them and beg Yasiris to console him.
If he appeared in front of her now, he would have broken the promise, and it would hurt him even more.
It is best to watch her calm face from afar.
Because Yasiris, who would have worried about him if he felt pain, is no longer there now.
“Oh my God, Cain.
If you are in pain, say you are in pain!”
“What would that change?
“I have already taken the medicine.”
“Well, that's...
I mean, I can console you.”
“Condolence me?”
"thus.
Get well, get well quickly...”
“...your ears are red, Sari.”
“...Shut up.
"I know that"
Kazan followed with blurred vision the tracks of Yasiris and Michael.
As he connected in his mind their pieces that were no longer visible after they entered the village, he closed his eyes in misery.
My wife and my son, but I can't even imagine myself between them.
Or rather, I can't paint a happy picture of us all together.
“You were right, Yasiris.”
Kazan knew.
The only thing he could do for Yasiris was to disappear like this and never appear in front of them again.
Because she won't be happy with me.
“But understand me.
I...”
I can't live without you.
That was Yaris's mistake.
She boldly saved him from a dead world and gave him life, wouldn't it make sense for her to bear responsibility for him all her life?
Kazan slowly got up from the tree.
He landed lightly on the ground to follow Yasiris, but his steps toward the village did not move.
“Huh.”
Kazan remembered his promise with the sage, so he remained silent.
When he thought about the Sage's ability to monitor him at any time and summon him, he decided not to act rashly.
annoying.
He frowned as he changed his direction towards the nearby river.
After Isharis got wet yesterday and hid without changing, he chose to wash while Isharis was absent.
Until the promised meeting, at least ten hours.
Kazan prepared to face Yasiris with a clear mind, so he took a short nap as well.
“Yasiris is late...”
On a moonlit night, Kazan stood leaning against a tree in the courtyard and muttered to himself.
No matter what he thought, it seemed that the child had been asleep for a long time, but Yasiris had not appeared yet.
Did she really run away?
She went to the village with the child and left the place without packing her belongings?
Kazan could not shake the growing anxiety.
Since he left the place once to wash, he did not know whether Yasiris returned home or not, which increased his tension.
Maybe he should break into the house now.
Or maybe he goes to the village and searches for her.
Finding the trace of Yasiris won't be difficult.
“If she really ran away...”
What should I do?
Finding it again is a no-brainer.
Kazan looked with confused eyes at the empty courtyard.
His black-tainted mind led his thoughts down an unnatural path.
Should I have kidnapped her from the beginning and put chains on her feet?
Even if she curses me all her life, she won't be able to escape me.
If I had done this from the beginning.
If I had known that she would leave me again, I would have lived to feed on her hatred as before.
If I can't change her heart anyway...
Tech-
“You were here”
“Sari.”
Kazan regained the sparkle in his eyes as if he had woken up from a nightmare.
He broke away from the tree and stood up straight, then advanced toward Yasiris.
“You were late, so I thought you wouldn't come...”
“Stop right there.”
Kazan stopped immediately at Yasiris's request.
It was a bit of a distance to have a conversation at night, but the darkness was as clear as day to him, so it didn't matter.
What caught his attention was Yasiris's uniform.
Unlike what she was wearing when she left the house, she was now wearing a black dress as if she had just returned from a funeral.
“Looks like you've been busy.”
“None of your Majesty’s business.”
"…correct."
Even if Yasiris left home early with the child and remained in the village until now, and even if she returned alone at dawn instead of the promised night, it was none of his business.
“You said we would meet again.
Please get straight to the point.”
“Hmm.”
Kazan made a low sound in his throat.
It was nice to have a little conversation, but it wasn't necessary.
Unnecessary matters can be postponed if it achieves its purpose.
Thus, Kazan revealed the purpose of his visit to Lisaris.
Yesterday he was unable to have a proper conversation due to the surprise of meeting him after a long time, so this was the opportunity.
“Don’t you want to come back to Ozevia with me?
Whatever you ask, I will try to fulfill it to the best of my ability.”