My Villainous Husband

74

“Perhaps not. He’d do anything to meet you, no, he would go even further… to bring you here.”

A pair of icy blue eyes fixed on me.

A subtle fragrance tickled the tip of my nose. All the plausibility of  「 Flowers Bloom In The Abyss 」  was present here. With the protagonist before me, I could make sense of all of its developments. At times, such beauty… it could also become an immense tragedy for an individual.

Feeling a little sad, I forced a smile.

“I guess he’s been caught.”

It seemed futile to keep the charade. Something was firmly entrenched in Seraphina’s mind.

“I know that Eden doesn’t love me.”

Those were the words of a sad certainty.

Reading about Seraphina’s plaintive love in print and experiencing it with the person right in front of you were on different planes. An overwhelming heaviness seemed to weigh down on me. At the same time, I couldn’t bring myself to offer any consolation. It seemed like any attempt to uplift her mood would instead push her deeper into despair.

She smiled tentatively.

“So that’s why I couldn’t meet him… I was scared. I hated myself, and I was very sad.”

On the other hand, I was amazed at how honest she was in front of me. While she hadn’t directly confessed her love for Eden, the sadness she emanated was so intense that anyone slightly perceptive could infer it without any prior information. Seraphina had kept her feelings tightly hidden until now, making sure no one would ever know.

But why was she showing them to me?

Despite the fact that I was curious, I knew that it wouldn’t be appropriate to ask something like that directly. At times like these, the only person who would ask such questions without reservation would be Raniero.

Suddenly, my heart started to feel heavy.

Then, Eden’s words came to mind.

“Don’t wonder about what Seraphina might be thinking. It’s going to be painful the moment you pry into it.”

Still, how could I not be curious?

Emotions weren’t something you could control with your head. Regardless, I could partially accept Eden’s advice—which meant I would refrain from asking what I was curious about. Anyway, it was becoming difficult to maintain an attitude like, ‘Go ask Eden.’ I couldn’t bring myself to suggest Seraphina to see him alone.

‘I must have been unnecessarily weak-minded, like Eden evaluated.’

I thought I was pretty harsh as I struggled my way here… or maybe it was because it was Seraphina on the other side that my emotions became fragile.

Facing such a gentle person in this atmosphere, Raniero, who could wield such violence, was definitely not an ordinary person.

I chuckled bitterly.

‘…It seems I had no choice but to talk about it in the end.’

I carefully chose my first words at the thought.

“Has the God of Tunia recently given any revelations?”

Seraphina straightened her back and looked at me. Instead of answering, it seemed she was waiting for me to finish my story.

Undoubtedly, broaching this topic was truly difficult. It was honestly an audacious request. Even though I didn’t feel any sense of humiliation when I knelt before Raniero, standing before Seraphina like this made me feel conspicuously diminutive.

In the end, I decided to keep it concise.

“Emperor Actilus will soon be coming here.”

Seraphina’s delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed.

“Please. Him…”

Suddenly, it became difficult to breathe. A field of flowers, white and translucent, strewn like petals across the expanse, came to mind, creating a dazzling tableau against the sky.

Of all times, it had to unnecessarily surface now…

“…Please kill him.”

As soon as these words left my mouth, the ‘certainty’ in my mind returned, whispering to me again.

‘Only Mercy can cut off the breath of war.’

I repeated the whisper closely.

“It’s something only the Saint of Tunia can do.”

No, with a little bit of my interpretation.