Barbaric Spouse, Descry the Night's Lure-Chapter 206: Scene CCVI

A nervous hand was placed on the wide back of a chair, watching the stillness of the wife for a moment, unsure of when his voice would come out without igniting her displeasure... However, his heart’s preparation was useless... for it was Ewelina herself who first talked in the overwhelming tension invading their ambience.

“... What have you come here for?” — She asked straightforwardly with cold essence. Perturbing his being that struggled in her repulsion.

“..... I was worried about you.”

“...”

“I wanted to see you...”

The wife’s following silence provoked his hand to grip the wood nervously as her back was all he could see while her nature resounded cruel in the chamber where they had loved each other.

Ewelina’s soul had listened to his words as if distant... unable to control the trembling hate invoked in her being. Nonetheless, the body of her aching soul decided to rise. Slowly, as her state demanded... forcing herself to turn back and meet the eye of that who betrayed her love.

“You have seen me now... Are you satisfied, Archduke?” — Impassive to the tears she continued to shed in her intense sorrow, Ewelina let Aslak see how broken she had become from his doings, extending her bandaged limb so he could see the failed attempt that was the source of his unwanted concern. — “This... it wasn’t enough to kill me. See?”

“...”

“... what a pity it is. Isn’t it, your illustrious grace?”

“!!... Ewelina... you being alive is not...” — Feeling a void rob him of breath in his chest, Aslak told with difficulty. Meek so her mood would remain as calm, even if harmful to his spirit. — “It’s not a pity...”

“..... Is there anything else you want to tell?”

“...? What?”

“You’re still standing before me for a reason. Is there something else you want? You already saw I’m alive.”

Her harsh way of placing a forceful end to his company shocked the man. Within himself, there were many other things his soul acknowledged wishing to be told to the loved wife and yet... the bewilderment at her roughness provoked chaos in his already conflicted head. Taking hostage his thoughts from forming any word when the wife demanded a response.

“.......”

“You..... You’re not pretending... to lay beside me, are you?” — Suddenly, Ewelina said in what could be a wounded growl at his silence.

“... that...”

“You... you’re not pretending to share your disgusting air with me, are you...!??!”

“?! Ewelina, calm down! I haven’t said that!” — Horrified by the distortion her expression took while her sound skyrocketed suddenly, Aslak remained placed, swearing with the greatest sincerity her beliefs were mistaken. Terrified of what could happen if she continued to lose energy with these arguments.

“I won’t calm down!!! Don’t you understand?!?! I don’t want you near me!! Your existence sickens me!! Get out!! Get out of my sight!!!” — Throwing uselessly the bits she could pick from the mattress she had near herself, Ewelina yelled at the spouse whose distance was wide. Pausing to feel the shaken breathing suffocate her as tears became stronger... while the man in his bewilderment, continued to stand before her... just as shaken.

“Hff.... hf.....”

“.....*..gulp*...”

Both met each other’s gaze... experiencing how the quiet stabbed their hearts as both could see each other agony in the midst of their hazards.

And at the desperation Ewelina witnessed in her spouse’s eyes and expression, her body allowed itself to collapse. Supporting herself on the mattress while gasping sobs escaped her one-sidedly.

“... sob... hic... monster.....! I can’t... I...!.. sob... I can’t even look at you...”

“... eWelIna...”

“Huff... sob.... Nh...!”

The spouses... both now openly cried... and to his tearful voice, she looked at him one last time holding inside the unbelievable pain his tears invoked... as if his fragility had been exposed senseless solely for her to see. Ignorant of what to do as his whole self begged forgiveness and yearned to come to hold her so the wife’s sadness could disappear even if slightly.

“... ewelina...”

Unable to endure the pain, Ewelina closed her swollen and soken lids... Lowering her head, defeated by the cruelty of her present.

“... please...” — She then managed to sigh with a tremorous sound as her throat fought the knot restraining her voice. — “... please leave, Aslak..... I can’t... I can’t bear this pain...”

“. .. ..”

“My soul..... it’s aching miserably when I’m near you.....”

“.. . ..”

“Death..... death was all I wanted, Aslak...”

Aware that as she conveyed herself his steps were taking him closer, Ewelina eventually lifted her head to see as swollen eyes as hers carried by her spouse. Witnessing how his restrain was being reflexed in the thread of red escaping his edges, for he was biting his lip desperately not to cry out the sorrow his heart was drowning in while watching her like this.

“... seeing you... living this reality..... I wanted to die so I could avoid both, Aslak...”

“... Fatædi...” — With as trembling voice, Aslak broke before the helpless Ewelina. Falling on his knees to see eye to eye and talk even if slightly some of his truth to the woman. — “... fatædi, please don’t say that... I... I can explain everything.... please... please don’t cry anymore, Ewelina...”

“.....”

“I can tell you... everything... I swear it’s not what you believe...”

“And yet... I don’t want to hear it...”

“..... fatædi... I’m begging you... please listen to me...”

The wounded couple were the closest they had been allowed to be under the grieving anguish disrupting their beings. Her scent, as if he had been deprived of it for an eternity drifted sweetly so his senses could warm up to it even while in hardship, reviving the distress coming from his engraved love. Intensifying his need to protect and heal his beloved air.

A scared hand was lifted by the man... aiming to caress the stream of tears off from her lovely skin and visage... begging once more with the strength of his spirit for an opportunity to tell his truth..... Solely to become more helpless at her determined repulsion.

“... please-”

“Leave.” — Turning away from the hand that was about to touch her, Ewelina coldly ordered. — “Don’t you dare touch me... and leave... for there’s no speck within myself that is able to endure your lies and presence anymore. Archduke.” 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

“.... Ewelina...”

“If you don’t leave, then I will.”

“.....”

“Between a dirty corner and your side I prefer dirt infested by rats.” — Souless, Ewelina told the stunned Aslak. Reluctant to face him while her hatred took form with the cuts her sharp words provided.