Eleanor Desires the Ruler

Chapter 45 - Becoming a Legend

Dadda Eleanor is so claustrophobic. She was crying without a sound. The air around him was exhausted. God is constantly testing his love.

Yes Eleanor realized, she had become the most sinful human being because it fused with demons. But I didn't know this road was so hard to walk.

I don't know how many full moons have passed, but this sadness never ends.

While Hald, he immediately pulled Priska's hand to get out of there. Grasping the woman's hand tightly so as not to make a sound broke Eleanor's daydream.

Hald's guess is right, that man is Art.

From the first visit to Arthur Heil's residence, Hald seemed to smell a familiar scent. But only vaguely made him doubt.

And last night was the full moon, he purposely watched Arthur Heil's mansion and heard howls from the 3rd floor of the mansion. The craziest fox cry he had ever heard.

At night Haldez sharpened his smell he still smelled the scent of his fellow-folk, but by morning the scent had completely disappeared.

Inside Art's body there were no more demon souls. Haldez went into Arthur's room before Eleanor arrived.

When in Austane he did not smell the scent of the fox, because it was inferior to the other pungent scent.

Realizing that all Haldez then offered about this marriage. Plan everything with Eleanor. Says that Art has now become fully human, while the past days have not.

But how Haldez's story really doesn't know.

On Art's first day as a human, the man will definitely go after Eleanor.

Until finally the man actually appeared and claimed to be Art.

As for Eleanor, from the first time she had sex with Arthur, Eleanor smelled the scent of her husband's body. But El always felt that Arthur did not want to be known, did not want to be considered his Art.

Despite repeatedly saying that she was Art, but her lips were smiling obliquely.

It was this confusion that made Eleanor willing to follow Hald's plan.

Eleanor sat down, crying and looking at Art's pale face.

"Are you Art?"

"It's me El, don't we spend the night in the Arimba forest with fireflies?"

Eleanor's cries broke, until her whimper and shoulders rose and fell.

"Why? why hurt me first? if you say it from the beginning without mentioning all that I will still believe in you Art."

"I'm sorry El, there's so much I can't tell you. Let it all be a legend."

Eleanor was still crying, and Arthur immediately moved closer. Reaching Eleanor's body into her arms.

Eleanor neither refused nor brushed aside, she returned the embrace tighter.

Then he hit Arthur on the back repeatedly.

While her crying became more and more so.

"Thank you Art, thank you for coming back" said Eleanor.

If Arthur did not want to be known from the beginning, then Eleanor would cover it up too, if all of that had to be a legend, then Eleanor would keep her mouth shut.

There was nothing he wanted more than Arthur.

"Thank you for holding on El, thank you for waiting for me." Arthur broke their arms and kissed his wife's lips.

Eleanor turned a blind eye and returned the kiss, love and longing becoming one.

There were tears flowing from the paguttan.