Mirna continued.
“The latter method, honestly, is a last resort. It happens when the host is completely °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° consumed by the magic and merges with it. At that point, Queen Aira will have become someone entirely different.”
“So, the only option is to enter this inner world or whatever and face the monster there.”
“Exactly. But that can be even harder than a butterfly landing on a spider’s web. It’s like entering the enemy’s territory. If we lose there....”
Mirna left the rest unsaid.
* * *
With so many people around, the day passed quickly. It felt like we had just finished lunch and were discussing various things.
Before I knew it, the sun had set, and the moon was hanging high in the dark sky.
Aira had asked me to meet her at night. But she hadn’t given me a specific time, so I had to rely on my gut feeling.
It was now eight in the evening.
But it was a bit early to call it night.
Maybe around nine?
That leaves me with about an hour.
I don’t know how to best use this time. Maybe I could meditate? So I went out to the Sandora City Hall garden to look for a good spot.
Summer was slowly coming to an end.
The northern autumn air was chilly enough to see my breath.
At last.
The heat was finally over.
Lost in such thoughts, I aimlessly wandered through the garden. Before long, I stumbled upon a woman sitting on a bench.
“Elga-nim, what are you doing here?”
“Can’t you tell? I’m moonbathing.”
“Moonbathing?”
“They say sitting under the moonlight is good for pregnancy. I’m not sure if it actually works, but I figured it wouldn’t hurt to try.”
Seuk-.
I sat down beside Elga. Her body temperature was noticeably high, and just sitting next to her radiated an intense warmth.
A human heater, perhaps.
Indeed.
Someone with such a warm body might need time to bask in the cool moonlight. With that feeling, the two of us quietly soaked in the moon’s glow.
I thought it would be a good time to talk about what had happened and what we had been doing, but I couldn’t open my mouth. Oddly enough, the silence was unfamiliar but pleasant.
I glanced at her.
She had strong, defined features.
A sharp nose and striking blue eyes that almost shimmered in the moonlight.
Her eyelashes were surprisingly long and delicate. And the melancholic look on her face gave such unexpected allure that my heart skipped a beat.
Had Elga always been this feminine?
Though, that thought lingered only for a moment as Elga’s expression suddenly crumpled.
“Hey, don’t sneak glances like some thief. Just look.”
“May I?”
Elga scratched her cheek.
“Well, yeah. You’re my husband.”
Husband?
Hearing that word, I felt a strange mix of excitement, and an unexplainable emotion swelling in my chest.
The truth was, we were indeed husband and wife.
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