The Rhyme of the Depositary

058 - SEASON 2

Alice snarled long ago. He looked at Klayver with a new light in his eyes. There have been many fairy tales that reveal what true happiness means. There have been many stories that say happily ever after. But all of these definitions never succeeded in representing what Alice was feeling for now.

Happiness is when our heart is poured out on something and guided even deeper to feel the sweetness of something.

Klayver is not just giving a statement of love, he is more to declare himself to Alice as deep as what the emotion is controlling it.

Alice is the same. It gets caught up in the feeling that people call love in the craziest way. Until all his eyes and eyes were fixed on the man. Until his focus was snatched by Klayver and no longer leaves a figure other than himself.

Love is a prison, but also freedom. A prison for not allowing people to look out and look at others. A freedom because even a small room will still feel heaven as long as we live it with loved ones.

Love is water but thirst. It is like water because it is a medicine for aridity. But it also becomes a thirst for pure longing.

Love is medicine but also poison. He was able to relieve pain in every step of one's sacrifice. Trim the pain and make it immune. But it can also be toxic to every misery of life. Until all the things that people do no longer have lives because of the loss that he loves.

Overall, love is a contradictory creation of God. How many people protect and dare to be hurt for love. How many people kill each other for love.

Love

Love

Love

That word is the greatest spell in the world. God declared himself to create beings out of love. Religion recognizes that self exists for love. People say they love each other.

Its function is amazing. In every crevice that the world has love is present like air. Be a basic need and fill all the space.

Alice remained silent for a long time. This burning feeling had made him blind to everything. All he had in mind was Klayver. The man, his presence brings so much that Alice unknowingly relies on him in total.

Slowly, Alice touched her husband's chest. He hugged this gentleman, feeling the heartbeat that had lately accompanied him every night.

Her chest was strong, as it was specially designed to support the fragility that Alice had. Her heartbeat was fast, as a sign of life and a tangible proof of the emotions Klayver brought to Alice's life.

This man had promised her a little paradise. And Alice felt more of heaven every time she was with him. Klayver's gaze had become her candlestick. His touch has become part of him. His embrace was also what he needed. Overall, the meaning of this figure deepens at all times and is deeply rooted in the depths of the heart.

With her, Alice wanted to enjoy the rest of life. Until they age, they see their generations grow and tell their incredible stories.

With her, Alice wants to conquer the world together. No need to be big and no need to be grandiose. Quite a small world that became heaven for both of them.

With her, Alice wants to go through all the pain of life and the harsh reality. The world is the root of every problem. Doing it with Klayver will make it better.

With her, Alice wanted to carve out a story and a life story. Until death picks up, this hand is what he wants to hold himself. Even later when heaven really existed, he wanted to go through it with Klayver. Heaven will never be heaven without our loved ones. Hell will not feel like hell with the people we love.

Klayver grabbed his wife's soft body and kissed her head gently. He led his wife through the thousands of roses he spread and sat her on a wooden king-like chair that guided her queen on the throne.

Klayver knelt by Alice's side, took out a red velvet box and thrust it at his wife.

Inside, there was a gold-colored jewel ring. Colored with crystal-clear Violin netra.

Without words, the man slipped the ring on Alice's ring finger and kissed it gently.

This is what Klayver was able to give her. A massive declaration. Tells their little world that Alice is the angel she chose. The angel he took to accompany his life until God closed their age.

Clayver smiled slightly. His eyes look teary. Throughout the life he had, his heart had never been moved so greatly by someone. The taste he has never managed to be robbed by women.

But Alice, not just robbed Klayver of her heart. He was able to keep half his soul in a special room and hold it captive for a long time.

Half his life he found. Half his soul he had. They are like the other side of a coin. Different but form a whole unity. Completing each other in a life that previously felt shallow.

Klayver's tears are flowing. Surrender with the great taste he has. This love is the new big thing that he sings. His influence brought about many impacts Klayver never expected.

Alice, who saw her husband shed tears, got carried away and followed in his footsteps as well. They are two people who cry because of love. Until their hearts were moved so deeply and gave a pure reaction.

"You know, the love I have is so deep that sometimes I fear for it myself" Klayver was still on my knees.

Love for Klayver is something foreign. Finding it and being able to feel it so much, being able to create the fear that he never had was rebellious as well.

Alice knows Klayver's situation. He had once felt two loves in his life and both were equally great. Anson and Klayver. They were different so Alice loved them in different ways.

Love is unique. Even if we have known love for someone, after his departure we are still able to know another love just as much without reducing the previous portion.

But for Klayver who has never tasted love this big, it would definitely be surprising. Alice understood Klayver's reaction and rubbed her husband's jaw full of affection.

"Don't be afraid, Kalyver. Love can be a great power. Why do we harbor fear of tomorrow if we have more than enough to complement each other?" said Alice softly.

"I want you to be a mother to my children, Alice. No matter how many children you want, as long as that woman is you, I will grant her." Klayver stood up and kissed Alice's forehead with all her taste. His eyes warmed up whenever his attention focused on Alice. This woman managed to become the sun for him.

Alice smiled happily. He recalled the words Violin who mocked bribing him with a private island if he managed to have a child. Whether it was a mere prank or a really serious one, it managed to make Alice give a smile.

"How many kids do you want? Two? A three? A four? Or do you want to give birth all year and make our house full of baby screams?" this time Klayver was sitting in the chair opposite Alice. He handed one of the crystal glasses to Alice and invited her to a toast.

"Don't joke, Klayver. My age has entered thirty-one so I don't really dare to have many children. Maybe two is enough." Alice smoothed a smile. Imagining the two of them being followed by small toddlers with Klayver-like faces made Alice's heart feel warm.

Alice could not guess if after becoming a father, the man would be firm or tolerant. Seeing her interactions with Axel lately, Alice was afraid that her children would be educated in her husband's 'unique' way.

"Aren't you twenty-nine years old, Klayver?" Alice began to realize something. He blinked a few times, holding back.

"Yes. It's still three months to thirty" Klayver said.

Oh, my God. Alice fell in love with a man two years younger than her. Where has he been all this time, why just realize the situation now? Alice wanted to laugh, but she paused.

"Good! You have pretty bad taste. Usually men like younger and fresher women with exceptional beauty. But you're stuck with me!" alice stared at Klayver, wanting to capture all of his reactions.

Klayver shrugged his shoulders unconcerned. She looked at Alice closely and found a unique beauty she had never found in another woman. Was his wife so naive that he didn't realize her own extraordinary worth?

Alice is a graceful woman who is impossible to be defeated just like that by other women just because of her younger age. He holds many hidden values that women do not carelessly possess.

His attitude, his stubbornness in the face of life, his harsh will, and his sensitive heart. All of that is an incredible attraction. Klayver was surprised if he did not fall in love with her.

"I'm tired of the young. I'm attracted to women in their thirties" Klayver explained casually.

Alice pursed her lips and said no. "What kind of answer is that?"

"Elevision. Alice, listen to me. Can we control our feelings for others? I have to choose first what kind of woman I deserve to love then form love? What a shady opinion of you, dear." Klayver laughed crisply, looking at his wife's own cute face.

Dinner menu this time is grilled crab with special sauce. Alice spent a portion before finally eating the pudding as a dessert.

Kalyver is never half. When he kept a secret, he actually held it . But when he gives something, he really gives it in full.

"How did you get all this ready, Klayver? Why don't I realize it at all when I'm home a lot."

Klayver smiled at Alice's question and intended not to answer it at all. Let this be his little secret.

"I'm good at doing all things." That's all he said. Makes Alice want to not feel upset.

"Basic man." Alice shook her head, deciding not to persuade Klayver continuously. The man had a strong stance. If he meant to hide something, whatever Alice did was still free. Klayver's mouth will remain tightly closed.

"Alice, are you happy living with me?" klayver asked suddenly, shifting the previous topic.

Klayver actually kept a lot of pent-up questions that he was eager to ask. But held back by the situation. Right now, it is supportive. It would be better for him to finish his curiosity.

"happy?" Alice looked astonished.

How could Klayver still ask such superficial questions. His meeting with Klayver was a gift. Alice was not only happy, but also felt complete and full. What other words can he define to narrate the feelings he has?

Alice closed her eyes for a moment, trying to string together the words and opened her eyes again gracefully.

"If there was a phrase I could use to define this feeling, I would definitely wear it now. I am not only happy, but I also feel perfect. Something I think is like an excessive opium every time I look at you. And something more than destruction when I lost you. What kind of feeling do you think, Klayver?" Alice smiled slightly.

What he felt towards Kalyver had taken deep roots. Until Alice herself was confused by all the things she experienced.

Like a flower, Klayver is the land. Where all the nutrients began. Like a cloud, Klayver is the sky. Wherever he goes, he will never be separated from the sky that shaded him.

"I often wonder, Alice

Could it be that your heart still belongs to Anson so my worth is just an escape for you? Something that is only a shadow."

Klayver had expressed deep concern. Anson is a powerful existence. For Anson's sake, Alice willingly plunged herself into a complicated grudge. What the man left behind for Alice must have been a great love, so the situation made Klayver feel stunned. Honestly, Klayver will never be able to compete with spirits. Anson's worth will continue to be good even though the body is gone. He prefers to compete with men in a sportive way.

"I have a great love for Anson. He is an amazing man. His memories will continue to exist and live by my side. But the world has taken it away. We live in the real world, Klayver. I will not be a hypocrite and say that my love for Anson has faded and gone. No." Alice paused for a moment, took a sip of the wine Klayver had prepared and looked back at the man before her.

"But I also love you in a different way, Klayver. Love is not the same as I have for Anson. This love stands alone and does not compete with each other. What I have for you is very special. Do not degrade its value by comparing to the past. Right now, this feeling, this breath, it all just boils down to you." Alice stood up, approaching Klayver thoughtfully. She rubbed the side of her husband's face slowly. Staring at all the faint lines that were beginning to be seen.

"I love you the way I never did it to anyone else, Klayver. The love I will remember all my life."

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