Rather Than Be Taken, I Will Take (12 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 92

Even the man who had once been like a beast became a docile lamb before the depths of slumber.

Closing his eyes and breathing steadily, the man tossed restlessly for a brief moment before quickly falling asleep.

Even his firm arms, which had seemed as though they would never let go, loosened easily once he sank into sleep.

It was almost disheartening—she had been so preoccupied with how to get up without waking him.

Ludmila gently laid Aden down with the bedding she had instructed a servant to bring, then gazed intently at him before letting out a small, quiet laugh.

He hadn’t slept for three days.

Just keeping his eyes open must have been exhausting, yet Aden had endured the grueling schedule of riding horseback to evade pursuers.

She wasn’t unaware of why he had exerted himself so thoroughly.

She knew why Aden was so blindly driven, what he longed for, and what he feared most.

Something between them had changed. It couldn’t be put into words, yet it was undeniable.

There was no going back to the past. Merely three months.

It might not have been difficult to tear down what had been built in that short time and rebuild it anew—but while tearing down was easy, rebuilding was hard.

It had been far too brief a time to remember clearly what that shape had once been.

She had certainly loved this place and had cherished its silent, tranquil scenery.

Her time spent here had been cozy and comforting to her spirit.

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