Delia resisted violently, but Aaron did not budge.

Rather, his arm, which secured her from the back of her thighs, became more solid with strength.

Aaron, who was striding forward, pushed the handle of the large door in sight.

There was no time to recognize which door it led to, what space it was for.

It didn’t matter anywhere.

Because now all of Iorenti was Aaron’s territory.

As soon as he entered the empty space, Aaron closed the door and put Delia down.

“You crazy commander.”

Delia, who had just managed to set foot on the ground, swayed dizzily.

She clenched her eyes shut in anticipation of the shock of colliding with the hard door.

But before she could even feel the impact, Aaron’s large hand gently cradled Delia’s head.

His solid yet delicate touch made Delia more desperate.

Trapped again in Aaron’s hands, Aaron’s body.

“I will kill you.”

Even when Delia spat out her words roughly, Aaron didn’t reply.

She pushed Aaron’s shoulder, which was like a giant wall, with all her might.

But the more strength she exerted, the more she was pushed back against the wall.

“Do you think I will be tamed like this? Do you think I will surrender to the likes of you?”

Despite Delia’s screaming outcry, Aaron remained unswayed.

No matter how much she pounded, no matter how much she screamed, he imprisoned Delia like a solid iron cage.

Aaron, who held the rebelling Delia in his arms, peeled off her robe.

“What are you doing?”

His large hand untied the cord and delved into Delia’s collar.

At the cool sensation on her bare skin, Delia’s face contorted ferociously.

“Stop it right now.”

Despite Delia’s outcry, Aaron’s hand moved relentlessly in search of something.

Down the deep clavicle, the thin shoulder, and along the arm.

Aaron only stopped his rough touch when he found what he was looking for.

“Found it.”

The mark that states ‘mine’.

The mark that Aaron had left was deeply imprinted on Delia’s body.

You are truly my prisoner.

Only then did he clearly feel who was breathing before him.

Aaron pressed his forehead against the deeply engraved mark.

“Prisoner. You really were alive.”

When he fell asleep alone in the dark night, he always went back to that moment.

The last moment when his captive was suffering and gasping.

At such times, he would also gasp, suffocate, and wake up.

He couldn’t bear it even if he scratched his hand with a stone at that moment.

The painful moments faded as soon as they touched her scar.

His breath was relieved.

The thirst that seemed to burn even the blood was quenched.

Then, a faint smile appeared on Aaron’s stiff face.

“You’re really insane. You’re not in your right mind.”

Delia, who spoke out strenuously, shivered.

Aaron’s hot breath flowed down Delia’s thin arm.

Just by his touch, her whole body was tingling.

His warmth flowed into Delia’s whole body through the scars on her arm.

“I’m glad… you’re alive.”

At the soft voice of Aaron, the stitched memories were dragged to the surface.

The long effort to erase Aaron’s traces became meaningless in an instant.

That time when she writhed in pain from eating a snowdrop.

His large hand holding her wandering hand tightly.

Everything of him that sent her away, even suspecting everything, engulfed Delia.

Delia clenched her eyes shut, feeling the ground she was standing on sway.

“It’s because of you. I almost died because of you.”

Delia spoke coldly, trying to push him away.

But Aaron just put his forehead against the scar and took a deep breath.

As if to fill the insufficient air, he deeply inhaled, circling around the scar carved into her arm.

“If you hadn’t tried to take me to the empire, there would be no need to eat that…”

At the touch of moisture on her wound, Delia quickly took a breath.

“It wasn’t necessary.”

Before she knew it, Aaron’s lips were touching her wound, trembling.

As if trying to melt her frozen self.

As if he was going to drink up her melted self.

Her body involuntarily started to shudder.

“Don’t do this.”

Aaron’s lips moved up Delia’s arm, over her fair shoulder, and up her slender neck.

Everywhere the moist and hot energy touched, her tender flesh was sucked into his lips.

Where he had passed, it left another deep mark.

“You know it too. You know how it will end if you forcibly drag me away as a prisoner.”

She was startled by the strong energy that seemed to suck away her soul.

She couldn’t just be bitten and dragged away like this.

She couldn’t be swept away by him foolishly, again.

Delia, catching her heated breath, barely spit out her words.

“It won’t end with flowers next time.”

Only then did Aaron raise his head slowly from her neck.

The eyelids that had been closed to sense her slowly opened.

Aaron’s pupils sank deeply, like a pebble thrown into a blue lake.

His crazy prisoner knew too well.

What Aaron is most afraid of.

What he fears the most.

“My prisoner.”

In front of the deep silverygray eyes, golden hair fluttered dreamily.

Aaron leaned in close enough for their cheeks to touch, lips at her ear, and whispered.

“Or should I say, my princess.”

Aaron’s suppressed low voice brushed past her ear, making her hair flutter.

“I’m sorry, but Eorenti is mine.”

Aaron brought his nose to Delia’s hair.

The scent encased in Delia’s body swirled around Aaron’s nose.

A scent reminiscent of snowdrops.

So it was all the more beautiful, and all the more fearful.

“Everything in Eorenti is mine.”

Aaron slowly pulled away from Delia.

He held Delia’s cheek, which was shaking her head in fierce resistance.

“No matter how much you squirm, Princess, that fact won’t change. So…”

My wild prisoner.

The sky that can never be under my feet.

Delia was not a being she could easily handle.

“So take me. If you have me, what’s mine naturally becomes yours.”