Love Barrels And Werewolves

The Love of Win

Two years earlier. When Aira is released to leave forever.

"I love you, Lion" said Laras. In the next second he gently kissed the lips of a man who did not open his eyes.

But who knows, if a kiss that humans give can make blood clots in there again beat. Although very weak, but a glimmer of life re-ignited within the soul that slowly left its master.

As the moon slowly rises into the quarrel. When Laras and the other humans have left Fantasiana. A fire was burning on the firewood. While beside him a body is ready to be inserted. Crying is no longer meaningful, only memories can be left without a goodbye.

Aira, the king of Fantasiana is ready to be cremated. But when his body was lifted, a small movement seized the attention of the mother. Seril interrupts, making sure his son's finger moves.

"He's moving!" seril said, stopping the herd that was about to throw Aira into the fire.

To make sure, one of them went back to take down Aira. Sure enough, both eyes rounded to find the man's heartbeat still beating. For a moment there was only one look at each other. But after that the body of the king was immediately kept away from the fire.

The beating heart still feels very weak, the pulse slowly returns. "Bring him in!" the orders of one of the elders were immediately confirmed.

All treatment efforts were made so that Aira opened her eyes. Although the heartbeat has returned, in fact he did not wake up. But there is still hope, Seril will do anything to make his son aware.

Slowly time passed. After the full moon circulated twice, Aira's eyes finally opened. He blinked slowly, gathering consciousness that had been months away. Only after her ears could catch a call from the herd around did Aira turn her head.

Pleasure immediately filled the room. The expected day finally arrived, Aira opened her eyes. Although that doesn't mean everything is done.

Aira was conscious. But unfortunately, the poison embedded for quite a long time managed to paralyze his left hand. It does not lose memory, but the function of one hand cannot be moved. The news of the paralyzed king spread throughout Fantasiana's prison.

At one time, the elders held an emergency meeting. The king must not be deformed in the slightest, let alone paralyzed even if only part of the body. Differences of opinion occur. Aira must be lowered, or wait until the treatment is complete.

"However, hasn't it been too long?" said one of the elders who was immediately acknowledged. It was true, it had been too long for them to just wait for the king to come to his senses. "The king must now be taken down!"

Suddenly a commotion filled the room. No one can guarantee Aira will recover, no one can be sure if his left hand will return to how it was. Until finally the decision gets worse. The deformed king must be replaced.

"Who will ascend the throne? There's no way we can give it back to Queen Seril."

One of the elders raised a hand, lips smiling as if the moment had arrived for him after a long time. "My descendants. A forest wolf with pure bone offspring was more worthy of sitting on a royal throne."

***

Two years have passed since Laras parted ways with Lion.

He sat pensively with both feet submerged in the river. Summer has come many times, but the rain in my heart never stops. Barrel looked up at the sky, he realized that staying still at one time was a mistake. He should have switched. Unfortunately, only a second went by while his feelings were still left behind.

The sky was bright, the cool breeze blew away the draped hair. His eyes were closed, to the point that he did not realize that someone was coming from behind.

A piece of ice gives a cold reaction when it is attached to the cheek Barrel. The woman was surprised, turned her head and found Win coming with two pieces of ice in hand.

The barrel that heard the sentence just now instantly frowned. "You're mocking me?" tanyanya did not accept.

But Win immediately shook his head. How could he ridicule the woman who had been living in his heart all this time? Unfortunately, as long as that feeling of hers was never conveyed.

In a short pause Laras suddenly let out a long sigh. His eyes were still counting the air passing by. Without looking at Win, the smile on his face was hard to decipher. "It's been two years" said the woman. Before long he looked at the man at the side. "It's been two years since Lion left."

Instantly Win sculpted. After two years, he still felt ill if Laras mentioned the man's name.

"I don't know, it's too hard for me" Laras continued.

Win flinching. His hands were pulling grass around. He understood, this man also felt sorry for Laras. But on the one hand, there is happiness in itself when now the man who Laras loves will never return.

"Road," call Win. When the summoned woman turned her head, she continued, "Do you intend to open your heart to another man?"

Hearing him Laras fell silent. He looked at Win waiting for the man to continue. "If there's a man who's loved you all this time besides Lion. Are you trying to open your heart to her?"

For a moment there was no reply from Baras. He thought Win just wanted to entertain, so a little laugh he gave. "Are there guys who like me besides Lion?" he nodded his head.

Perhaps for Laras the concern for Win only came across as an entertainer's effort for him. But for the man, everything thrown at Laras was real. His feelings were right long ago.

"I." Win's first word was cut off. He swallowed a mouth that felt increasingly dry. "If the man was me, would you you accept it?"

This time it was the silent one. He could not imagine what Win had just said. To the extent that, this woman still thinks that all that is heard is only limited to entertainment.

Laras chuckles. "Come, Win. You don't have to do that just for-"

"I like you." Win took a pause. "I like you, Laras. From the past."

Suddenly the wide eyes grew bigger. He cannot say. Even when searching for lies in Win's eyes, there was only sincerity there.

"You're kidding me, right?" ask Laras, stamped.

But Win quickly shook his head. "I really like you, Laras."

A few seconds they both stared at each other. Finally what had been hidden could now be revealed by Win. Now he just needs to wait for an answer from the woman.

No answer from Baras. The woman froze in place. Somehow the expression of love from Win made him speechless. Until slowly he felt if the face of the man in front of him approached.

Win was about to grab the nape of Laras, close his face. But in the same second suddenly the woman's eyes were perfectly rounded.

"Lion!"