Barbaric Spouse, Descry the Night's Lure-Chapter 98: Scene XCVIII

Thankfully, the guard of the Falling Lane could not see them behind the wall. Nevertheless, she felt ashamed of being heard.

Hence, Ewelina’s hand came to cover her mouth from the gasping surprise and glared at her spouse that continued to embrace her body, her other hand slapped his chest. Ashamed and telling with such her request for freedom.

"... Weak woman."

"Aslak! Release me. We are not alone!" — Whispering to the mischievous man, Ewelina reproached her husband.

"Sigh... Alright." — Giving a fleeting kiss on her edges he agreed, letting her down as his height had lifted the woman to restrain her fight.

Gaining speed, Aslak crossed the arch, hitting the laughing Drig on the back of his head as he also glared a threat to the entertained guard.

"Huahuahua~ Finee Ma’am. Good day."

"... Good day, Drig." — Ewelina greeted the man, trying to conceal her embarrassment while standing prominent under the arch.

From her spot, she watched her spouse prepare at the dangerous edge while the guard stayed silent, aware of the tension his interruption had caused in the couple.

"Alright. Come here, Fatædi."

"!? Fa–! My Lord?!"

"What."

"... Uh... aie... It’s nothing, aie." — Glancing back at the curious woman that walked their way, Drig gulped down his surprise at the deep word his Lord used to call his wife.

"... I-Is Drig alright?" — After leaving her cloak along Aslak’s and cautiously going to the man’s spot, Ewelina asked concerned.

"... The punch I gave him must have loosened his brain. Don’t mind him." — Talking in secrecy with each other, Aslak answered the woman while extending his arms to help her settle on his lap. — "Only look at me if you’re afraid."

"Y-yes..." — Staring at her busy spouse ensure their safe fall with the belts, Ewelina nodded. Keeping tame on top of him as he quickly finished preparations.

"... Mm... Fatædi."

"A-Are we ready to fall?"

"... Yes. Hold onto me." — Dismissing his intent to tease the nervous woman, Aslak confirmed. Moving to leave the edge, reminding the still stunned Drig to take care of their cloaks. — "Drig. Take care of those."

"A-aie... Nicee fall, Lords." — Somehow managing to give a smirk to his Archduke, the man dismissed them.

"..."

"Nh... Wh-why aren’t we falling?"

The moment he had taken to admire how her arms hugged him tighter made Ewelina ask the wild spouse. Probably as she clenched her lids, anxious about the activity she needed to get used to.

To her stutter, his fingers dug themselves into her fur, giving a deep inhalation to its fresh curls with a supportive kiss on her neck to reassure the dainty wife relying on him.

"It’s alright. We’re going now."

"!"

Grasping him stronger, Ewelina prepared for the start of their fall. And he moved, this time more thoughtfully to not frighten his wife any further.

The woman held onto him tightly for most of the fall, clenching his body with her limbs desperately... Yet she soon gained comfort, which permitted the unlock of her lids to observe the sights Ewelina already had seen before in similar circumstances.

"... Sigh..." — She exhaled on her husband’s shoulder. — "I-I am not certain I will be able to get accustomed to this..."

"... I’ll help until you feel ready. If you don’t..." — Meeting her eyes that lifted to listen to his sayings, Aslak smiled. Without mischief but with attentive intentions. — "It’s me who’ll have to get used to this."

"Haha... I apologise, husband... It ought to be troublesome."

"I don’t mind. This position... It brings back nice memories."

"!!... Do not start now."

"Alright." — Grazing her cheek with his nose, the wicked man granted. Although doing otherwise to his words.

"GASP!!!"

"Haha!"

"Hng! Nh!!" — Not able to even reprimand the evil man for dropping them so suddenly, Ewelina clenched to his body, restraining the tears from falling at the grief she felt as they still were too high for her to enjoy it like last time.

"! Oi. It’s fine... It’s fine, Fatædi."

"W-why did you do that...?!"

"I don’t know. I’m sorry." — Aslak’s hands were busy with the rope. Nonetheless, they were not needed to comfort her. For she herself came to lean on him weakly to feel safe as drops menaced to fall while resting her forehead on the man. — "I’m sorry..."

"... Mhm... Evil man...sniff..." — ’... Yet still... I cannot hate you...’

Cuddling to the man, feeling frail as the height frightened her, Ewelina sadly smiled at the irony of her feelings. Opening her eyes to look around as she rested on his buff chest, which unbeknownst to her was terribly conflicted by his doings.

"I’m sorry..." — He repeated to her mumblings.

"... Husband, your territory is... Breathtaking." — Trying to distract herself, she told the man that slowly lowered them now, in steady movement. — "E-even when I am afraid of these heights... Umh... F-from Passim Watersturl... I cannot... Enjoy these sights."

"That’s true... You seem calm now."

"I... I think I am... Haha. Perhaps a first scare helps my nerves."

"Heh. Odd woman." — Giving her forehead a kiss, Aslak said pleased.

"Inconsiderate-"

"- man."

"..."

"I’m aware." — Frowning as he admitted, her wide eyes observed him. Tenderly smiling to grant a kiss on his cheek. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

"You are. Yet not all the time... We ought to learn about the other like this. I shall forgive you, spouse of mine."

"Grrmm... Blessed thee Earth, Fatædi." — Rubbing his cheek against her soft countenance, Aslak felt relieved. — "Hold on again. We need to drop once more."

"Mhn... A-Alright."

As he had warned, Ewelina hugged his neck ready to feel the tingly sensation of suddenly falling. And so, the rope slid smoothly. Surprising her as expected yet showing a different reaction to the previous one.

"Waaaah! Haha! Goodness!"

"Why do you enjoy it now!?"

"Nnnh!!?! Hahaha! Wa~h?! I-I don’t know~! It’s so fast, husband!!"

Laughing shyly as both yelled while in falling motion, Ewelina shut her eyes to enjoy the tingly sensation occurring relentlessly in her tum. Coming to a sudden halt at the man’s disbelief.

"Hahaha~!"

"Woman. How am I to understand you if you’re this odd?!?"

"~ I don’t know, haha... Do not glare at me, husband. In the end... It is thanks to you that I am able to be like this." — Pleasantly smiling at his reticence, Ewelina grazed his lips. Honestly telling him the motives behind her change from fright to entertainment.