Chapter 63: Dream XIV (part 2)

Srrarak—  

Right after the dress Bianca was wearing slipped to the bed, I gently took the last piece of fabric still clinging to her body and pulled it down as if bowing before an empress.  

“Don’t… don’t look…”  

Bianca, embarrassed by my gaze on her bare form, covered her voluptuous mounds with one hand and held the other between her legs. 

In the dim light of the bonfire flickering from the fireplace, her pure white figure was cast into view, glowing ethereally.  

“…..”  

For a moment, I was at a loss for words. 

Bianca’s soft, supple form, as if sculpted from pristine white plaster, was breathtakingly beautiful. No embellishment was necessary. 

As I silently admired her, Bianca spoke in a trembling voice.  

“…Wha, why…? Is it because I look ugly?”  

“…No,” I replied earnestly, leaning closer to whisper in her ear. “It’s because you’re incredibly beautiful. You’re truly stunning.”  

Bianca’s face lit up with joy at my heartfelt words.  

“Hmmng..” she murmured, her voice almost inaudible. “I’ve always dreamed of this moment… It’s what I’ve wanted for so long, but now, somehow, I feel so shy…”  

Smiling softly at her endearing vulnerability, I reached out to brush her disheveled hair away from her face. 

Truthfully, I was trembling just as much, but at times like this, I couldn’t afford to show any weakness. I forced myself to appear composed, masking my nerves with a calm demeanor.  

“Cain… Actually, this is my first time…”  

“…What?”  

Bianca admitted shyly, her cheeks flushed.  

“I-I don’t know anything, so you can take the lead. Do whatever you want.”  

“…And, to be honest, I’m really happy right now. I’m so glad that you, Cain, will be my first…”  

As she whispered, she wrapped her arms around me from behind and pressed a tender k!ss to the nape of my neck.  

“Cain, I love you… truly…”  

With those words, she eased herself closer, her body melting into mine. 

I held her close, sinking into her warmth, captivated by her presence. 

At that moment, Bianca was unbearably lovable.  

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[Kyrie’s POV] 

“…Has it begun?”  

Kyrie murmured, her gaze fixed on the stars scattered across the night sky. 

In a timeline long past, now erased from existence, Kyrie had once shared a bond with Cain as his companion. 

Though time had rewound many times and much of it was erased, the connection between her and Cain was never entirely severed.  

The bond formed by elves—a connection they only forge once in a lifetime—was unyielding, transcending even the bounds of time and space. 

Although the bond had weakened over countless cycles, Kyrie could still sense Cain’s location and his emotional state. Once, she might have even glimpsed his thoughts or the images in his mind, but now such clarity was impossible.  

“Well, this much distance is probably for the best,” she mused.  

After all, Kyrie had no desire to intrude on Cain’s private moments. 

Even though they belonged to each other in a sense, mutual respect dictated that some secrets were necessary for a harmonious relationship. 

Between a man and a woman, mystery often added to their allure.  

Still, Kyrie could feel it—Cain was enamored with Bianca. 

Meanwhile, Aria and Iris, carrying the branch of the World Tree meant to locate Cain, were drawing near.  

Although she found Ariel Thiers’s absence a bit disappointing, the dynamic between the three women—Bianca, Aria, and Iris—would no doubt be entertaining. 

All three were hopelessly infatuated with Cain. What kind of chaos would erupt when they finally converged?  

Kyrie chuckled to herself, recognizing the indulgence of her thoughts. 

Perhaps Iris el Devhart was right—she might have lost her mind after living for so long. But who could blame her? After ages of existence, her amusements were few, and human drama was one of the rare joys left to her.  

That’s why Kyrie had fallen for Cain von Estel. His fleeting brilliance amidst the vastness of her eternal life captivated her.  

“Now, then,” she murmured, “how will this tale conclude?”  

Cain von Estel and Bianca del Castana were the central figures in this story. Would their journey lead to a happy ending or a sorrowful one? 

In truth, Kyrie wasn’t concerned. Whatever the outcome, it would surely be worth witnessing.  

With a wistful smile, Kyrie’s expression hardened, her voice dropping to a whisper.  

“I’ll allow you to enjoy some lighthearted games, Cain, but don’t go overboard.”  

Even if his brilliance was fleeting, Kyrie wouldn’t tolerate him being entirely consumed by another. Just the thought made her lips twitch with irritation.

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