I Became a Barbarian's Bride - Chapter 106
“…Nisha?”
The words slipped from his mouth before he realized it.
He couldn’t feel her breath. There was no sound of breathing, and her chest, which always gently rose and fell, was now still as if frozen.
“Nisha.”
He raised his voice slightly.
Still, there was no response from her, no sound of breathing.
There was no warmth.
The room was filled only with cold.
The only things in the room were the bed, the desk, and the chair that had always been there.
Nothing new had been brought in, and nothing had changed.
The only difference was the cold figure lying on the bed and the thick blackout curtains that blocked even the slightest hint of light.
“…Hey, Nisha.”
He called her again, his voice lower now.
No longer trying to hide his urgency, he strode forward and roughly pulled the curtains open.
Even though he could see in the dark, distinguish expressions, and read muscle movements, he couldn’t gauge the color of her skin.
“…….”
As the moonlight poured in, Kagan turned back to her, and his face hardened.
Whether it was the pale light that made her look even more ghostly or if she had always been that pale, he now knew where the chill that filled the room was coming from.
Kagan’s eyes widened as he strode toward Nisha, placing his hand on her neck to check her pulse.
But even before his hand made contact, he realized something was terribly wrong.
“…Sh*t.”
A curse slipped from his lips.
Her body was cold.
This wasn’t just a matter of her temperature being slightly low. She was hard and cold, like a lifeless object.
There was no warmth whatsoever, no trace of life—just the feeling of something inorganic.
She was simply… dead.
“Nisha!!”
Kagan grabbed her body and shook her urgently.
But her body was stiff, rigid, and cold. It meant she had been dead for hours.
‘How long has it been since Nisha went to bed?’
Roughly two, maybe three hours.
But from the look of things, it was as if she had been dead for over a day.
‘How could she stiffen this quickly?’
She had just died.
How could something this impossible happen?
Holding Nisha tightly, Kagan exhaled in ragged breaths.
His eyes burned as if they were on fire, turning blood red, then clearing, only to repeat over and over.
His mind wasn’t functioning properly. He rubbed his face roughly with his hand and gently laid Nisha back down.
Calling a doctor didn’t even cross his mind.
There was no point in berating a doctor to revive someone who was already dead.
‘Is she dead?’
She was.
But Kagan was familiar with this coldness.
It was the same coldness he had felt several times before when he went to find her after she had slept alone and held her.
He had always thought it wasn’t normal. Her body temperature had been far too low for a human.
But back then, Nisha had been cold yet alive. She wasn’t dead.
‘…Does she not die?’
Or, what if she had died and come back to life?
Kagan frowned as the absurd thought crossed his mind.
But when he thought about it that way, things started to make sense.
Nisha always insisted on sleeping alone, and whenever she woke up, her body was always ice-cold, far colder than anyone should be.
If she had died and come back to life, this could be part of that process.
He always heard that Nisha woke up around midnight, and he would usually check on her shortly after.
Each time, she was often lying down, barely moving or speaking much.
What if all of that… was the aftermath of this price?
‘Of course, the cost of reviving someone couldn’t be just sleeping.’
Gritting his teeth, Kagan clenched his fist tightly.
