Barbaric Spouse, Descry the Night's Lure-Chapter 266: Scene CCLXVI

“Don’t worry, my Fatædi... the earth promised... and I honoured the agreement.”

“Sniff... husband...!”

“I will do what’s needed. Even if the earth lied... I won’t let sorrow hurt you any longer.” — Aslak, giving her crown a caress with caring stroke, promised in soft comfort, cuddling the wife to contain her tremble caused by fright. — “We’ll do what gives you ease.”

“mn... d-does this mean... t-that husband believes me? Y-You believe what I said...?”

“... I do.”

“T-truly?? You... you do not believe I have lost sanity??”

“... I don’t... I don’t even have reasons not to believe you, Fatædi.”

“!...T-thank you... thank you, Aslak...” — After seeing in his amber the conviction of his words, tears continued to fall from Ewelina’s lids, letting her body sink into the man’s arms completely dedicated to feeling his body’s comfort. Needy of the warmth solely the spouse could grant with endearing and tender toughness. — “I truly... I truly don’t know what I would do if you had not believed me... I was fearful of it...”

“... It’s alright...!” — How strongly she held onto him led by the emotion, even if not enough to cause pain in common circumstances, made the man ultimately flinch from the wounds he had amassed. Gulping the pain down not wanting the woman to separate by noticing the hazard experienced, although she had already realised the man’s pain.

“! I apologise!...while injured... sigh... I should not have-”

“No. If I can’t even hug you when you’re crying then why were these wounds for, Ewelina... Don’t distance yourself...” — Keeping her as close he could by the grasp of his hand, Aslak begged the frail wife. Trying to invite her hands to wrap around his waist again, hopeful to feel the pain if it would relieve hers.

Yet, her eyes looked at him... allowing herself to come back closer...

“... Even so... my husband is in pain... We better treat your wounds soon, so you may rest properly...” — Moved by the conflict his demeanour conveyed, Ewelina stroked the corpulent limbs that resisted to let go, fondly and mesmerized by the refreshing sense of freedom that telling the man about her distress provided. — “We have told what we most needed to convey now... Let us eat a tad more before I can cure the injuries remaining in your body.”

“... ou... but don’t cry anymore...”

“Haha~ the emotions filled me enough to pour tears... some are from sadness... while some are from relief...” — Cuddling to the hand of the man holding dearly her visage, Ewelina’s softness whispered delightedly as he moved the fingers kindly... moving to tangle in the lovely fur of the unique wife. — “... do not mind them were they to fall again, spouse...”

“... a’ight...”

“...”

“... Ewelina.”

“Yes...?”

“Your fur’s longer... and softer...”

“Time allowed its growth like it did with yours... However, you did not let it remain as it was... Your beard was also dismissed with the bath.”

“I hate having both.”

“Haha, that I guessed.”

“... However... Fatædi, your fur being longer... it’s awesome...” — Diving his hands in the fur more enthusiastic about its feel, her head was dearly held while his nose inhaled the scent, entranced and relishing in the caress of her fur. Sighing at the pleasure such kind of pure affection provoked, moving so his lips would eventually graze her fascinated skin and rosy lips that craved the man as intensely. — “It’s... like a dangerous cloud... of fresh drizzle...”

His one step to get closer made the injured man stammer slightly. Opening the eyes of the woman who was losing herself in his air, ready to be taken... yet remembering by the instability the urgency of healing his wounds.

“!... Come take a seat. This cannot be good. I better take a look now or I will not be at ease. You may have more than one broken bone.”

“Haaah... woman, I don’t have anything broken...”

“You may believe such and still have one. Do not try to fight against it for I will not allow it.”

“... What about the food you prepared?”

“We will eat it after I cure you. We should have done that in the first place. Your behaviour misled my perception of your health.”

Strict, Ewelina led the man to the mattress he never used, making him lay down while displeasure was showcased in his demeanour... for none of the caresses and affection he wanted was being given. Meanwhile, busy and focused on getting the bandages and needles, Ewelina ignored his pout, thoroughly taking care of each wound without missing any, and palpating each part of his body in search of an inner injury he might have ignored that existed.

Aslak was made to keep quiet for the focused woman would not follow his little attempts to end the treatment he believed useless. And eventually, she sighed. Giving the man a severe and troubled glance.

“... The bones you broke... they have healed already... my hand can feel the bone fell... It should be enough with the stitches for these wounds... However... Ouf, Aslak! How is it that you were able to move!? It is a miracle you are not dead! Truly, this is too much! You broke at least six ribs while away, and your fingers! Even your fingers, arm and leg!!!”

“It’s all healed... It shouldn’t matter.”

“!?... You... Listen well, savage man. You will not move and rest these wounds until they are completely healed. If you disobey, there will be no kindness from this wife towards her husband.”

“... Darn it, woman. Why fight me like this.”

“I am not fighting you. It is decided.” — Standing from his side, Ewelina went to the poured water to clean her hands that had been stained by blood after thoroughly cleaning and sewing the man’s injuries, who sat and saw her wash her hands as if offended by the spouse’s reluctance. Moving quickly to get the tray with the food she prepared and carrying to the man so he followed instructions as warned. — “Eat what I brought for you and then sleep.”

“... Cursed earth...”

“... What did I say.”

“... I get it, Fatædi. Lose tha frown... Here. Eat too.”

“...”

“You said we would eat together.”

As promised the woman joined the meal of the man, taking the food he offered purely... Eating every crumb until nothing was left.