The Rhyme of the Depositary

045 - SEASON 2

For some people, night is a time to fall asleep. Sweet dreams to treat the tiredness of day life. Stretch the body and keep the rest.

For some, the night is a new life. To know each other and explore many things, to touch and be touched, to adore and be adored.

Night can be the language of love. Declaring many flavors. It gives millions of miracles.

Here, in this place, Klayver and Alice create a new beauty. They are together, they know each other. Mixing love behind the lights.

The faint orange rays of light bear witness to the new bond they form. The darkness out there is a perfect setting.

Already a law of nature the body will welcome its partner with all the beauty dance. Touch will demand all karsa. The taste will demand all recognition.

Alice never expected her union with Klayver to be the most valuable thing. With him, the world seemed to show all the colors. Surrounding the two of them in the most melodious harmony.

Alice smiled, sighing in satisfaction in the arms of her husband. In this man's embrace, all the burdens of life seemed to disappear no longer felt. All the suffering disappeared, nothing left. Everything seems to shrink. It becomes a meaningless background.

"How can a physical bond feel this perfect when I do it with you?" Klayver hugged his wife with affection. He looked at Alice's shiny shoulders full of sweat due to their activities.

Klayver dragged the blanket with her free leg next to her and covered the bodies of the two of them in the same blanket. Klayver's eyes were full of satisfaction.

"Oh yeah? I think you're a Jon duan who's been around so many hundreds of women that I don't have that much meaning anymore." Alice smiled slightly, her eyes full of tenderness.

"They're just a sport to me" Klayver said. His hands gently stroked his wife's red mane and wove her helains in her fingers.

Throughout Klayver's life, she's never felt this perfect in a relationship.

Klayver had no idea what special God had given Alice. Clearly, their union was too beautiful that Klayver felt that he had been living his long life in nothingness.

After he claims Alice, Klayver has a kind of strong bond that is impossible for him to take off.

"You're too beautiful, Alice." Klayver whispered in Alice's ear. He smiled, showing hospitality that he never showed to anyone else.

Never did Klayver's heart feel this possessive toward someone. Feelings of wanting to protect, own, and be the only one.

Even Holy never elicited a reaction like he now felt. What he had for the Holy was just a momentary madness. Klayver only realized, maybe what he felt for Holy was just an obsession.

"I'm not sure a killer is capable of taking something beautiful." Alice stared at the golden net of her husband's. There's a sincerity that looks strong there.

Klayver grabbed Alice's chin and held her back so they could face each other.

"I know my soul has been broken. Too damaged. But that doesn't mean my instincts are gone. Here …." Klayver pointed to his chest. "I can still feel the beauty you exuded."

Alice felt a gentle kiss on her forehead line. Klayver's kiss feels as sweet as honey. Alice's eyes glazed over at her husband.

"I don't think I'll ever be able to enjoy this feeling again after Anson is gone. But your presence is capable of breaking through all my consciousness and making me give more than I thought." Tears seeped out soaking down Alice's two soft cheeks.

Klayver froze watching this. He closed his eyes and tried to reject something. His heart began to fall into chaos.

"Alice, don't be too heartfelt about my whereabouts. I don't want you to get hurt for bearing empty hopes." Klayver opened her eyes again and looked at Alice unsure.

Klayver knew maybe his words were too cruel. But Klayver is just trying to hold on to reality. He's just a hit man. It would be difficult for him to form any real emotions towards Alice.

Alice who heard Klayver's response responded with low dehumanization. He rubbed Klayver's face and said sincerely.

"A person who never hopes will never find a lucky star. We only live once. Why fear hope? I'm not a cowardly woman, though I admit I'm too weak, Klayver," I'm Alice as is.

There was a long silence between them. Klayver looked calm like a rippling cloth. His gaze was flat, his eyes dim. But Alice knew that behind her silence the man was thinking something. He was filled with a lot of worry.

Life goes by keeping big question marks. Like a random puzzle waiting to be installed.

Maybe now their togetherness looks just right. But far ahead, Klayver does not know whether this will have a bad impact or not. After all, Klayver's world was too dark. There are many dangers that challenge death. Honestly, inwardly, Klayver would never be able to drag Alice that far.

Everyone has their own ability to walk and make steps. Some have great power to oppose the current, some even have no strength at all to stay upright. In this case, Alice is among those weak enough to remain in the world Klayver chose.

They are meant to be together, but they are very different from each other. Like demons and angels. One lives with light, one lives with darkness. Unification only makes both weak.

Something contradictory, will only be able to compensate each other and alternately present. Like day and night. When the sunlight goes, darkness is present. And vice versa. They will never be united under the same circumstances.

He did not want to hurt Alice and drop the woman's grandiose hopes, but Klayver also did not want to lie to Alice with high fantasies. Their condition was confused from the beginning.

Alice breathed a heavy sigh. He's getting his face into Klayver's chest. His mind wanted to refute Klayver's words, but his logic was forced to accept.

What Klayver said was the truth. Their relationship will only get more complicated if Alice demands a lot from this relationship. There are many boundaries between them.

Their story is not a romantic fairy tale where love can be pursued for granted. There are many factors that block them and other variables that inhibit them. Love and affection are not always the end of every problem. They live in a real world that demands to always be realistic.

Alice understood this. Klayver is like that too. It would be better for them not to indulge in love and keep their relationship on track. Here's the best. Not because they don't want to, but the difference is something that is difficult for them to penetrate.

Alice runs her hand along Klayver's broad shoulder bone. His eyes imply affection. He smiled and laughed softly.

"Don't worry, Klayver. I'm not going to push our relationship in an impossible direction. At least, over the next few years, give me heaven as you promised me. That's my only wish."

Klayver caught a faint grief in both of Alice's neutrals. His heart felt crumpled, but he could do nothing. This is all he can offer his wife.

"Of course, I will make your life like heaven. Tell me, what do you want?" ask Klayver softly.

Alice chuckled, feeling happy and sad at the same time. Happy that Klayver was willing to do anything for her, sad that their relationship was only limited by a very short time.

"Just want you to stay by my side for as long as time permits. Oh wait," Alice slightly thought, "actually I have one simple request. Try playing with Axel. I want your relationship to be better" Alice said.

Klayver retracted her lips, forming a small smile. His personality is too closed. Being friendly was something that Klayver was hard to do. But for the sake of this woman, he would do anything for her. No matter he had to go through a lot of thistles and thorns.

"All right, my queen. Anything for you." Klayver kissed the top of his wife's head and rubbed it gently.

This woman has introduced Klayver to gentleness. He sees things through Alice. At any rate, he would try to make Alice happy during their time together. At the very least, he wanted to give a lasting good memory.

"Tomorrow, you should start accompanying Axel to breakfast." Alice said firmly.

Klayver who heard Alice's request could only shake her head slowly. "Don't I stay here to accompany you to breakfast?" tanyanya did not understand. Women are a little complicated.

"Company in this case does not just mean literally. In addition to accompanying her, you should guide her, chat with her, and approach her emotionally. You willing?"

Alice remembers the dining room will feel like a cemetery every breakfast time. Klayver and Axel will be busy with their respective worlds. Alice was the only mediator for them.

Alice doesn't want Klayver and her son to be like two strangers who will just say good morning and good night in a formal way.

Although Klayver admits she actually cares about Axel's life, Alice wants them to form a real bond. Not just busy in silence. Relationships like that should be fought for.

"alright. I'm gonna do it. I told you deep down, I care about your son more than you think." Klayver kissed Alice on the forehead, rubbing her red mane back gently. His movements were very expert, making Alice want to be unwilling to fall asleep.

"I know, but I need you to interact like normal people." Alice several times, feeling drowsiness began to attack.

"Alright, Alice. I'll do as you expect. Sleep, Alice. You look very tired" Klayver said understandingly. He grabbed Alice more and more and patted her gently, making Alice give up with drowsiness. Alice's eyes began to shut and fell asleep within minutes. His breathing sounded regular and his chest rose and fell consistently.

Klayver was still awake, staring at his wife who had been asleep for over an hour.

Klayver's body was used to being pressured under difficult circumstances so that he could withstand drowsiness. He can sleep for an hour or two a day. The consciousness he possessed had also been shaped in such a way that even in a state of sleep, the other senses were still sensitive to the state.

Klayver stared at the soft texture of his beautiful wife's face. This woman is graceful and charismatic. It is hard to believe that he was able to have it whole. Just a moment ago, they had done many times the unification. This woman made him blindly interested. Once touched, making his other passions rise up and encouraging Klayver to have more.

Fortunately, Alice's stamina is strong to compensate. If only this woman was frail, Klayver was sure she had destroyed Alice all-out. Hard to believe beside him, Klayver was always easy to get out of the self-control he had long formed.

Alice was a gentle and beautiful woman as a fairy. His character is not despicable at all. His face was like an angel. But his figure was able to awaken all Klayver's pent-up desires. He's like the most intoxicating heroin. Sipping it will only provoke another bigger opium.

Klayver closed her eyes and fell asleep like Alice. A sense of peace softened in between his heart. This, was the first night he felt comfortable after eight years he was bobbing in the void.

In Klayver's heart, he began to ask, could it be that they could be together forever?

When can he have a wedding until his last breath?

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