Fearlessly (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 67

His lips clung to hers with such intensity that no matter how often they collided, it still felt insufficient, leaving him parched.

This time, Bercheria had initiated the kiss that he usually began, and it gave him a unique sense of satisfaction.

Lakrahan slid his fingers through her hair.

He enjoyed the sensation of her soft golden strands brushing against his skin.

He gently pulled her small head closer to him and pressed his lips deeper into hers.

Bercheria’s scent always reminded Lakrahan of spring.

He, who had lived in the North where only winter reigned, once accompanied his father to Deransis.

On the opposite side of the wealthy empire lay a beautiful land that preserved all four seasons.

From spring to summer, summer to autumn, and then autumn to winter.

Sometimes, merely imagining that weather made his heart swell with emotion.

Because it brought back the memory of that soft, warm air embracing his skin.

Bercheria’s scent resembled spring.

It carried the freshness that made flowers bloom and caused fruit to burst open with a soft pop.

If only he could, he wished to savor that feeling leisurely for a very long time.

Lakrahan slowly pulled his lips away from hers.

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