TL:Leila
Editor: QianMin
Proofread: Karen
Her melancholy (2)
The door of the room forcefully opened without a knock and a tall shadow came in.
“Lukrov! What happened? Why the rush?”
Lukrov, who had been patrolling around the inside of the castle – he always said that the guard became slow and lazy during the rainy season – was supposed to retire late, but he came to the bedroom earlier than expected.
Chizuru lifted the sheets from her body and sat up, waiting for him to approach her.
‘But… Why? The closer he was, the darker and stiffer his eyes looked.’
Although he was wearing chain mail armor, his movements were quiet, and in a blink of an eye, he was looming above her.
“Lu-Lukrov …?” She tested.
“I won’t believe it!” He muttered.
After muttering this line, Lukrov stretched out his arm and captured Chizuru’s neck.
“I don’t believe it. You promised me!! You made an oath to never leave my side ever again! Was it a lie?!”
She felt as though her heart was tightening in her chest and was unable to make a sound. The only thing she managed to do was to shake her head from left to right trying to say “No.”
Lukrov leaned forward, and she was able to feel his hot, rough breaths on her face.
“I’ll tie you up and keep you locked in here forever if I have to.”
Clearly, Lukrov was angry. It was clear from the deep wrinkles between his brows. He pulled his hands away from her, but his face was still stiff. Not knowing what to do next, she just shook her head again and waited for Lukrov’s next action.
Chizuru stood there, stiff and trembling. When he saw what he had done, it was almost like hitting an invisible wall and being upset about it, or as if a boy realized that the pranks he made were hurtful and vowed to never do it again.
He stood there, not knowing what to do…
“Lukrov, what’s wrong with you? Please talk properly and tell me so I can understand…” Chizuru pleaded.
Just then, Lukrov shrugged his shoulders as if he had been crushed and buried his face in Chizuru’s neck.
“Fuck!”
The sound he made with his manly voice tickled Chizuru’s nape.
“Damn, it happened again … I lose myself when it comes to you. I can’t see or think properly…”
Lukrov’s weight was heavy on her shoulders, but she managed to stretch her arms and hold him.
When he felt her hug, he rubbed himself on her neck as if wanting to be spoiled.
Seeing that, Chizuru thought to herself that he looked like a large dog hungry for love. For the time being, it seems that his anger had settled. She hesitated a bit, then stretched her arm to stroke Lukrov’s short black hair lovingly.
“Why do you suddenly say that? Did you hear anything from anyone?”
Lukrov did not answer immediately. As if ashamed of himself, he silently buried his face even further into her neck. Before she knew it, his hands were wrapped around her back and hugging her tightly.
TL:Leila
Editor: QianMin
Proofread: Karen
Her melancholy (2)
The door of the room forcefully opened without a knock and a tall shadow came in.
“Lukrov! What happened? Why the rush?”
Lukrov, who had been patrolling around the inside of the castle – he always said that the guard became slow and lazy during the rainy season – was supposed to retire late, but he came to the bedroom earlier than expected.
Chizuru lifted the sheets from her body and sat up, waiting for him to approach her.
‘But… Why? The closer he was, the darker and stiffer his eyes looked.’
Although he was wearing chain mail armor, his movements were quiet, and in a blink of an eye, he was looming above her.
“Lu-Lukrov …?” She tested.
“I won’t believe it!” He muttered.
After muttering this line, Lukrov stretched out his arm and captured Chizuru’s neck.
“I don’t believe it. You promised me!! You made an oath to never leave my side ever again! Was it a lie?!”
She felt as though her heart was tightening in her chest and was unable to make a sound. The only thing she managed to do was to shake her head from left to right trying to say “No.”
Lukrov leaned forward, and she was able to feel his hot, rough breaths on her face.
“I’ll tie you up and keep you locked in here forever if I have to.”
Clearly, Lukrov was angry. It was clear from the deep wrinkles between his brows. He pulled his hands away from her, but his face was still stiff. Not knowing what to do next, she just shook her head again and waited for Lukrov’s next action.
Chizuru stood there, stiff and trembling. When he saw what he had done, it was almost like hitting an invisible wall and being upset about it, or as if a boy realized that the pranks he made were hurtful and vowed to never do it again.
He stood there, not knowing what to do…
“Lukrov, what’s wrong with you? Please talk properly and tell me so I can understand…” Chizuru pleaded.
Just then, Lukrov shrugged his shoulders as if he had been crushed and buried his face in Chizuru’s neck.
“Fuck!”
The sound he made with his manly voice tickled Chizuru’s nape.
“Damn, it happened again … I lose myself when it comes to you. I can’t see or think properly…”
Lukrov’s weight was heavy on her shoulders, but she managed to stretch her arms and hold him.
When he felt her hug, he rubbed himself on her neck as if wanting to be spoiled.
Seeing that, Chizuru thought to herself that he looked like a large dog hungry for love. For the time being, it seems that his anger had settled. She hesitated a bit, then stretched her arm to stroke Lukrov’s short black hair lovingly.
“Why do you suddenly say that? Did you hear anything from anyone?”
Lukrov did not answer immediately. As if ashamed of himself, he silently buried his face even further into her neck. Before she knew it, his hands were wrapped around her back and hugging her tightly.
