I Became a Barbarian's Bride - Chapter 107
Despite his rational mind, Kagan’s heart raced uncontrollably.
The unsettling feeling that she really was dead, lying there with her eyes closed, refused to leave him.
No, the truth was, she indeed was dead.
He couldn’t find a single sign of life in her.
Most of all, there was no pulse, no heartbeat. She wasn’t even breathing.
No matter how long he stared, her thin eyelids didn’t so much as tremble.
And yet…
“Why are you smiling…?”
Could it be that she died in the middle of a pleasant dream, unaware of her own death?
Death isn’t sweet, so that was probably the case, but from his perspective, the sight was suffocating, turning his stomach upside down.
‘Will she come back to life?’
If she didn’t, what could he possibly say?
He would go down in history as a colossal fool.
“I never truly believed the cost was just sleep…”
He cursed himself for not checking on her sooner.
Gritting his teeth, he blamed his complacency.
‘Did I just think she was still sleeping, unaware that she was dead?’
Or was it something else…?
Suddenly amused by an unsettling thought, he let out a small, bitter laugh, slowly blinking as he rubbed his face.
“That’s ridiculous.”
Surely, she hadn’t deliberately died.
He rubbed his face several more times, trying to collect himself, and then clicked his tongue in frustration.
“…Midnight.”
She always went to bed at midnight and said she woke up at midnight as well.
Didn’t she say the time it took to recharge her healing power didn’t really matter?
‘From a few hours to 24 hours…’
He pieced together bits of information he had heard from her, letting his mind work through it.
It seemed more accurate to say she came back to life around midnight.
But that raised another question.
In order to know all of this, she would have had to be aware of the fact that she had died.
After all, she insisted on sleeping alone.
It was something she could only say if she knew what her price was.
“…….”
If that were the case, then Nisha knew she was dying but still chose to use her power and go to bed.
Could she stop her own breathing at will?
Or did her body naturally enter a recovery state after using all of her power?
There were too many questions, but he couldn’t voice them.
Feeling stifled, he slowly turned his head to look out the window.
Once again, the capital of Xieman stretched out before him, just as it had when he looked from his room earlier.
“…….”
What if everything out there was created by this woman, dying and coming back to life over and over again?
The thought alone made his chest tighten, his heart beating in an unpleasant rhythm, and he clenched his fists.
Did he love her?
Well…
Kagan couldn’t give a clear answer to that.
They had become husband and wife before they could share any real emotions, and their bodies had intertwined before they even knew each other’s preferences. He knew more about her reactions in bed than about her likes and dislikes.
But did he dislike her? Absolutely not.
In fact, he was rather fond of her.
Whether he liked it or not, he belonged to her, and she to him.
No matter how many decades passed, the two of them would inevitably be together.
He couldn’t fully grasp the concept of love yet, but perhaps, by that time, he would have learned what it was.
Just as his father had lived, completely devoted to his mother.
Honestly, he hoped it wouldn’t get that far, but regardless, Kagan had never once treated Nisha poorly from the moment she stepped foot on this land.
How could he dislike a woman who worked tirelessly for Xieman, for other nations?
Kagan might not have understood love, but he was a man with a strong sense of responsibility.
He, too, wanted her life to continue forever.
Suppressing the frustration welling up inside him, he ran his hand roughly through his hair, finally letting out a long, deep sigh.
