Dear My Knight

3. Asherah Glade – (6)

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“Lady Asherah.”

I continued to bury my face in his chest at the sound of the voice I heard, and slowly calmed down my breathing. As if the rapidly rising emotions gradually found their place, it seemed that reason came back, albeit a little.

Even so, I hoped that the warmth felt through his body through the thin fabric would not disappear.

Looks like he won’t let go. She leans against him and she holds his hand with her own.

Then, a sudden panic was felt through the body.

“Don’t say anything.”

Asera, who was blushing in anger, opened her mouth before Ed opened it, as if she had jumped ahead.

At Ashera’s words, Ed stiffened in a daze.

In extreme confusion at the softness of the female body touching his body and the fact that the target was Lady Ashera, Ed could not utter a word.

The moment they recognized each other more than anyone else, silence settled in the space.

… ….

After a while, Ed cautiously moved his hand as if to remove it. Right away, he felt strange about himself. He continued to tickle his chest, but it was also a subtle emotion, but he felt like he was going to do something if he stayed as it was.

“… Just a little bit, a little bit more.”

As a child speaking his will, Ashera insists on his will and blocks Ed’s hand.

I just loosened the grip on his hand, which he was trying to carefully remove, and changed it so that it felt like my hand was just touching.

Even though I knew through the body that touched him that he was embarrassed by his actions, I wanted to feel that he was still awake.

I didn’t feel like myself.

An act of leaning on him as if pampering him.

As if ignoring his opinion, I even forced myself to think.

Moreover, wouldn’t it seem strange to him to act like this to someone younger than himself? I even thought so….

He was constantly aware of that kind of self, but…….

If you don’t do this right now, even now, when you lean on him, your heart will be so hard.

‘Really… I’m glad you woke up.’

It is only after burying my face in his arms that my heart becomes more stable.

I feel the utmost comfort and peace of mind as the feelings of anxiety, fear, and fear that I have felt so far are gradually disappearing as if they were all lies.

In his comfortable arms, it was as if even his own consciousness was gradually sinking into a mire like a cloth soaked in water.

Sureuk.

But at that moment, without realizing it, I grabbed his hand, which was moving away from my own.

I didn’t want to fall asleep in such comfort as if my eyes would close by themselves.

That desire, like an instinct, seemed to keep tempting me, as if to fall asleep more than anything else. He seemed to be screaming that the rest of his reason, albeit vaguely, should not fall asleep.

In the midst of extremely contradictory emotions, he continued to hold on to his consciousness.

‘I can’t fall asleep.’

If you fall asleep like this.

Then it seemed that even this reality he had awakened to would disappear like a dream.

“Haa….”

… Breathing lightly into his chest, he continued to hold on to his consciousness, which seemed to continue to sink into a quagmire.

It felt like the accumulated fatigue was finally coming over me as if it was weighing me down.

His body was warm as he leaned against it.

For the first time I felt his embrace, it was so warm….

It seemed like he would continue to embrace himself.

Not like an illusion. The warmth that made him realize that the moment he woke up was reality.

It was as if he was wrapping himself with infinite warmth.

I felt even more relieved to see him accepting me as he is now, as if there was nothing wrong with him anymore.

On the day he returned to his family, when he was relieved to receive him from falling in his arms, his body condition was strange as he collapsed to the point where he became colorless.

That night, he had been conscious and relieved for a while, but he suddenly collapsed again. And for the next three days, as if enchanted, he did not wake up.

In those days of waiting. He felt his heart break once again.

Even though he listened to the healer’s words and brought the high priest to see him, he didn’t wake up all those days.

Really… Losing his consciousness, he had no reaction.

The body is said to be perfectly normal.

No matter how many times I asked them how they could say that it was normal when they hadn’t woken up for several days, they just kept repeating the same thing as if there was no problem with their bodies.

The scene beyond my understanding made me afraid as if I was facing something unknown.

Hearing her words, a different horror seemed to overtake him from that moment when her heart was broken.

If he never wakes up like this. Then what should he do himself….

If he fell asleep, he wondered if the reality of his return would actually disappear like a fleeting dream, so he couldn’t even sleep properly.

If the fact that he came back is like a fleeting dream, will he be able to endure it himself?

Can you accept that reality….

I didn’t have the confidence to accept that.

Just as if Ashera had read her anxiety, her Ed slowly stroked her again just in time.

“… Lady Asherah.”

Feeling his hand carefully caressing her hair as if slowly soothing her, she rubbed her face against his chest without saying a word.

I didn’t want him to talk anymore.

I raise my hand and put it on his chest and convey my thoughts without words.

He thought that he would understand the meaning of even such a small gesture of his own.

Because right now, just resisting the endless scourges attacking him was infinitely overwhelming.

Ed, who was trying to keep her mouth shut at Ashera’s weak gesture, swallowed her words inwardly and eventually shut her mouth.

Then she becomes aware of her hand that is quietly placed on her chest.

“….”

It’s fragile.

It is fragile.

It’s thin.

Unknowingly, I have such feelings when I see her leaning on her arms.

And even though she kept trying to erase that thought, she couldn’t deny it at all when she put her hand on her chest.

Who is Asherah Glad?

Could she have such an impression on her, who is called the jewel of the North?

Beast subjugation battles are held several times a year in the mountains. There, she was a knight who shone more than anyone else, and she herself was a light that protected the front line like a huge wall.

At other places, such as festivals where she appears externally, she has a radiant beauty and a noble dignity in her existence itself. It was an existence that even they could not easily approach.

That’s why the image of her now leaning on her own arms was so unfamiliar.

It was the first time he had seen Lady Ashera like this, so he couldn’t easily decide how to treat her.

Sureuk.

Her own hand slowly caressing her hair.

She tried to soothe her young lady by stroking her soft blue hair like she caress the infinitely soft fine silk, but somehow she seemed to feel more comfortable with herself.

“Lady Asherah.”

“…… Huh.”

Asera’s expression, reluctantly answering Ed’s call, was dotted with fatigue and stress, no matter who saw it.

And Ed had already felt that powerless tone of Ashera from the beginning.

How much time must have passed since she leaned her body in her own arms. If it was short, it was short, but if it was long, it was an ambiguous time.

During that time, she couldn’t help but notice that she only exchanged a few short words.

That the young lady is overdoing it right now.

So she had no choice but to open her mouth.

“Shouldn’t you stop resting?”

“… ….”

Without answering Ed’s gentle question, Ashera slowly closes her eyes.

Just by blinking her eyes a few times, his voice continues to be heard.

As if a lot of time had passed, he seemed to be urging.

So she completely closes her own eyes and leans completely over him as if her entire body is straining.

I feel much more comfortable.

Just by closing her eyes and feeling his warmth through her own body, it felt as if the heavy fatigue was fading a little.

It felt extremely cozy.

So… It seemed that the strength to resist the attack of the soma was fading away.

“I will call someone….”

“I hate it.”

As if she wasn’t asleep at the sound of Ed’s little voice whispering cautiously. Ashera’s resolute voice resounded.

I almost fell asleep due to the terrible stress, but I woke up as if I had touched a cold sleep with his whispering voice that seemed to linger in my ears.

Asera leaned against Ed’s body, she slowly raised her head.

And soon. Eyes like blue jewels shimmered at a distance close enough to Ed’s.

A time close to the moment when each other’s eyes met.

‘… Something.’

Isn’t it different?

For some reason, Ashera had such a question when she saw Ed facing him.

However, it disappeared without a trace when he concentrated on resisting the terrible spell that was about to attack him.

“Ed Gleaard.”

Slowly, above all else, convey my thoughts directly.

Perhaps her judgment was clouded by the terrible shock, she herself restrained him by saying something she would never normally say.

From the moment Ashera said Ed’s full name, Ed relaxed his body.

And as if listening to her words, she waited for her words to lead with an infinitely serious expression.

Her own full name flowed from the mouth of her young lady who never called her by her own full name except for her important business.

She was taken aback by the appearance of the young lady who suddenly called her by her full name, but she was extremely nervous, wondering if there was something she had to do.

“As it is… Stay still.”

As if he would not tolerate objections.

With her words resounding like a whisper…….

Leaning on Ed’s arms as it were, Ashera fell soundly asleep.