Barbaric Spouse, Descry the Night's Lure-Chapter 151: Scene CLI

Entranced and yet still reluctant, Aslak watched the humble Ewelina involve him in thin arms. Instinctively sliding his hands to rest on the exposed waist of the woman.

"... Everything?"

"... Yes, husband."

"All of it, Fatædi?"

"Yes... all of it, husband." — Relishing in the lean of the man caressing her curves Ewelina said softly, gaining peace as she saw the man forget his rage.

"Then no hand other than mine has touched you?"

"... As only a mate would... no other hand."

"... What does that mean. Someone has touched you differently." — She had stopped for a moment to respond, and Aslak’s head that had leaned closer to try biting the woman’s cleavage stopped dry. Grasping her waist stronger out of dislike to growl questions that sounded confirmed.

"Not like this–"

"How."

"... I was not welcomed at my Mother’s household. Cole was one who liked to humiliate myself... I was hit many times."

"......"

"Husband... as I said it is not... you have been the only one–"

"Stop talking, Ewelina." — The man mumbled deeply falling in the fury he tried to restrain in front of his adored wife. Without looking at her, thinking of the past where he had simply sent off Cole into the hazardous night outside his castle. — ’Should’ve kept him... ripped his guts out myself... let him suffer for harming my wife.’

"Yet I... husband, your expression. I do not know what to think of it! Sniff... please look at me...!"

Ignorant of the thoughts crossing her beloved’s mind, Ewelina broke in tears again. Desperate as she feared his rejection, pleading with trembling hands that held onto his arms to be freed of the uncertainty.

"... When he was home. Did he try something?"

"!? No! I–... Because I had become your wife... I gained confidence and... it was I who humiliated him... So no disrespect would fall on you, I–"

"Stop... shedding tears, damn it." — Gritting his teeth, Aslak now begged. Taking her, brutish as rage messed his self-control, hugging her desperate to forbid the sadness and concern in the woman. — "Don’t say anything more about this... im... I only want to hear you laugh, Fatædi."

"!... mh... I..." — Overwhelmed by the strong embrace of the man, she endured the lack of air... overjoyed by his worry placing first her mood instead of her past. Ewelina’s arms tried embracing him as strongly, feeling the urge to kiss and love the man more intensely. — "Husband I... I lo–"

"Ewelina, breathe me in... don’t tremble anymore... Fatædi, only my touch. No other... You also have everything..."

"!? T-truly?"

"Don’t ask. You’re my wife, don’t you know?"

"... ah... yes... yes I am..." — ’Only that... only that I am...’

The chaotic emotions she had experienced during their exchange had settled in depression... blocking her throat from talking anymore...

"... Let’s go back to bed."

"... No... I will rinse and get dressed...!"

"You’re still trembling. Just rest with–" 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

"It is alright." — Separating again from the man, Ewelina told firmly, looking straight into his eyes with dry tears tracing her cheeks. — "While soaking... I will forget this."

"Then I’ll also–... You don’t want to be with me."

"I-I solely wish silence... with husband, I will not relax, haha..." — Faking a laugh, Ewelina’s eyes could not meet Aslak’s as she separated. Taking in hast the sheets to cover herself, feeling ashamed of herself after showing this kind of scene to the man.

"... Alright." — The man granted. Dubious of her attitude. And yet, his lips went to kiss her cheek, taking the hands of the woman in his to make sure she would come back to him after her second bath. — "I’ll wait here again. We should eat after that."

"... Yes..." — Seemingly shy, her voice barely made it out as her nod agreed to his sayings.

Slipping her fingers away from his grasp, she then stood. Stammering slightly without force... Quietly walking away... back to the bathroom... leaving the man on his own, who watched her every step, sensing how her downcast mood only deepened.

*Clank*... The door resounded as it closed by her hand, allowing swallowed gasps from cries to escape the woman...

"hic... mh... no... sniff, it cannot be like this... not again... hic! Not you too...!"

Hope, at the frantic emotions drowning her reason, had abandoned Ewelina as she found herself alone.

’His wife... only for I am his wife...!’ — "Ngh...! he doesn’t love me...!"

Weak to say it with a dry hoarse voice, the woman collapsed to the cold floor, heartbroken by the conclusions his words incited. Reliving the pain of her vast past... yet much stronger... for Aslak had indeed truly earned her everything... her true love and allegiance.

"My love... my happiness... again...! Hic... I see it crumble so easily again... why..."

Crouching on the floor, supporting her back on the heavy doors, Ewelina shrank much smaller. Holding her knees and feeling the scratch of her fall burn uncontrollably intense because of her soul’s despair.

’Why does this world I always come back to... hurt me this way... all I’ve been searching... ever since my first young death...’

— Survive... build the family we lost...! —

’mn...! Mama... I could not survive...’

Memories of her first death traversed her mind while tears fell in muffled breathing. Images of cold blood and dead bodies while men chased the child she was.

’I was killed as mercilessly as everyone else... yet the hurt brought me back again and again... the family we lost and I wanted...’

"It is difficult... sniff... my soul aches more than back then... I have yet to conquer love... and my womb..."

It was herself who scratched her own skin this time, desperate to see her useless flesh... for what most had been denied throughout many lives... was the natural wish of a loving woman.

’No child..... No child has ever been bared in any body I’ve had, mama...’

The painful recollection of unending failures opened her lids to meet the brilliance of the waters.... Brilliance she found as derision to her state.

"Ngh! Cursed be my fate...! My attempts... will they ever find success??? Will I ever... at least... sniff...! Will I ever at least hear you say you love me... Aslak?"

Strangled, her voice asked to nothingness... for the man could not listen to her desperate cries in a room where waters drowned her every mutter.

The cold on her skin only enhanced the shivers sadness invited. While energy left her body, uselessly numb to even continue embracing herself.

"....."

Lost gaze, hopeless as the shock was such, Ewelina then looked through the empty room, finding the light falling on the water as an empty mockery life had placed before her, where here reflex could be seen so her blown out spirit would feel grief stronger.

"... Bath... I should bathe so he won’t doubt..."

Out of energy, she crawled into the waters, leaning dispirited on the bath’s corner. Resting her mind... for she knew deep within... she would not give up until, like those before him... he would say...

— I don’t love you. —

"... He has not said it..." — Shutting her eyes to the recall of many voices saying those words, her heart hurt intensely, repeating to herself... Only to drown the pain that the man in this life... — "He has not said it... it is not... another life’s failure yet..."