Who Stole The Empress

Tamon was really sleepy and his voice quickly faded.

In no time at all, she heard a gentle breathing coming from the back of her neck. It was a quiet breath, unlike his figure.

After a moment, Roselyn relaxed her stiffened body.

She glanced over at the sleeping man, and his face was calm. She watched his face vigilantly for several minutes.

His deeply closed eyelids did not move slightly. His eyelashes were so unexpectedly lush. He had a strong impression because of his deep eyes and dark eyebrows, but his face was unexpectedly beautiful.

His nose was high and his tightly closed lips were stubborn. There was a small scar between his eyebrows and a deep scar on his cheek. From the shape of it, it looked like a sword wound.

The color of her hair, which looked pitch black in the dark night, was a very peculiar gray under the sunlight.

Smooth glossy, disheveled hair was like the tail hair of a baby wolf that she had seen once. 

‘………What am I doing now?’

Roselyn, who had been observing Tamon’s sleeping face, consciously turned her head away from him. 

‘What’s the point of observing this man’s face?’

She forced herself to look up at the ceiling with a painful bite on her lower lip.

Unlike the easygoing man, she couldn’t fall asleep. The room was quiet, and the sound of the waves was as soothing as a children’s lullaby, but somehow her mind was becoming clearer and clearer.

She hesitated for a moment, then turned onto her side, moving her shoulders lightly.

Surprisingly, her body moved easily. She thought maybe Tamon really had fallen asleep and lost his strength, so she pushed him out more. But oddly enough, he didn’t move any further.

She gave up immediately after several efforts to lift his heavy arms while cooing.

It wasn’t a weight and strength she could carry. The more she tried to get out, the more her body clung to him. She felt that if she tried harder, Tamon would wake up.

She turned on her side and looked out at the ocean.

She didn’t notice it when she was nervous, but there was a thin piece of cloth and paper, nicely colored, under the open window.

Chime. Chime.

It made an irregular sound as it swayed with the wind. Roselyn looked out the window for a moment, letting go of all thoughts and feelings.

Ding ding ding ding.

She slowly inhaled and exhaled. The moment she closed her eyes, the faces of the people she loved, who loved her, appeared before her eyes.

How long has it been? It’s only been about a month.

It was not known exactly how many days had passed. It was because Tamon came to Amor after passing Tanatos in a few days.

All she thought about was dying. As soon as she got her energy back, she tried to follow them.

She thought that would be her atonement.

Because she felt guilty living alone.

“Isn’t it a bit cowardly to use them as an excuse for your death?”

Earlier, Tamon’s words pierced Roselyn’s heart like an awl.

‘Is that so?

Was I also trying to give up easily under the pretext of their death………….?

Why not? What’s wrong with that?’

An unfamiliar voice whispered. At that moment, Tamon pulled her into his hot arms.

A heavy breath dug deep into her neck.

“It’s okay.”

“I’m sure you’ll be fine from now on.”

“It’s not your fault.”

“So, stay alive and shine brighter than anyone else………..”

Tamon’s voice countered the awful voice on her behalf.

“You’re the one who knows them the best. That’s why I’m asking. Do you really think the dead would want you to die so badly?”

Her father, her mother, her brother, Charlotte…… all the passing faces looked back at her.

None of them gave her a vicious look and told her to come over here immediately. In fact, Roselyn knew that they were not that kind of people.

The wide open sea was dazzling. Chilling. It was chillingly beautiful. It was a sight she could not have seen if she had died in the blizzard. 

Whether she meant it or not, she came back to life.

She came back.

No matter how hard she tried to die, she somehow survived.

Yes, she was safe.

No one is born with the intention of being born.

When you are born, you come to live, and when you live, you come back to life.

Ding ding ding ding.

The sound of the small bell soothed her dizzy ears.

Roselyn slowly closed her eyes, feeling the salty sea breeze.

Strangely enough, she didn’t feel like dying anymore.

She felt the watery air flowing down her cheeks and slowly drifted off to sleep.

The heavy, hot body temperature that was hugging her waist wasn’t too bad. She thought.

***

How long did she sleep?

Roselyn woke up with the feeling of excessive heat on her back. She also heard something that sounded like a beast’s cry.

She turned over in a daze and felt hot breath plunging into her neck.

‘What is it?’

She could see the reddening sky in her faintly opened eyes.

Fluttering her heavy eyelids, Roselyn rubbed her eyes and turned her body back where she heard a groan.

When she awoke, she stared at the owner of the clinging hand. Tamon’s brow wrinkled and he broke out in a cold sweat.

“You, what is it…”

“Grrrr….”

He sounded similar to that of a growling beast. He was breathing heavily, his face contorted.

Roselyn observed his condition with surprise. It was strange. His whole body was as hot as a blast furnace.

“Wake up. What’s wrong with you?”

Small muscles stood in his jaw as he clenched his teeth. The gasping sounded louder, as if he couldn’t hold his breath. He curled up and clutched at his heart.

“Ugh!”

‘Could it be… that?’

The “bloodline disease” that Tamon Krasis suffered from came to her mind.

A unique disease that was passed on only to the people of this family.

Historically, many of the Krasis had been killed by the same disease.

This man, Tamon Krasis, was the only one who survived the disease……

He said that the disease always appeared in one person per generation.

He said it was mainly an abnormality on the side of the heart, that the pain would progressively get worse and before long it would swell excessively.

It was a family disease with almost no name, no symptoms, and no history of improvement.

So there was no way to know what to do about it. Moreover, Roselyn, an outlander, became more and more unsure of what to do.

“Kuaaah!”

Tamon grabbed the duvet cover he was cowering under and moaned. How hard he clenched his fist, his thick veins popped up.

Surprised, Roselyn backed away, and Tamon’s hand grabbed her ankle as she fled.

“Ha!”

Her vision flipped while she was flinching.The force was so strong that he pulled her helplessly back with only one hand.

“What the…!”

There was nothing she could do about it, and the huge body attacked her. His face twisted like an angry beast and he glared at her.

She saw an unfamiliar color in his bright red eyes.

‘What is that?’

They kept contracting and dilating in his pupils as if a golden energy was exploding.

Tamon’s head began to sway while her eyes were transfixed on those strange eyes. The kiss was rough as he pushed.

“Ah…!”

Roselyn tried to push him away.

But for some reason, she couldn’t muster any strength at all. Flames seemed to pour through the lips that met.

Roselyn grabbed Tamon by the shoulders. She twisted as hard as she could, but he didn’t wince.

“‘Ah…uh…!”

It was like a thunderstorm in her head. A chilling shiver ran down her back. A sense of exhilaration dominated her, not knowing how to express this.

It was as if her whole body was responding to him. It was as if all of her senses were opening up to him. She had a similar experience like this before.

Yes, the first time Tamon kissed her in that blizzard.

At that moment, she felt an immense power surging through her.

At the same time, her body felt hot and her head felt dizzy. 

It was a debilitating physical experience, and she passed out afterwards, but she also felt like this back then.

Now it was more intense and carnal, but the blubbering, quivering lips opened helplessly. He coveted the inside of her lips.

Roselyn sensed that something was wrong. They were similar, but different. It was more wild, more violent, and more powerful.

Roselyn tried desperately to keep up. She pushed Tamon away, pinched and scratched at his hands, which he held tightly as if to warp her, and screamed.

“Stop it! No, don’t…!”

Tamon lunged forward as hard as a fierce lion. There seemed to be no reason in his red eyes that flickered with golden flames.

Gritting her teeth, Roselyn resolutely shouted his name.

“Tamon!”

At that moment, his rough behavior came to a halt.

Gasp. Gasp. Gasp.

Tamon’s hot forehead brushed against her shoulder. He breathed so heavily that she could almost see his chest shaking.

“Ah…ah.!”

It was a moan, as if he was trying to control something. Roselyn froze stiffly, making sure he was calming down.

With her trapped in his arms, Tamon’s arms trembled as he clenched his fists.

Immediately Tamon stood up and moved away from her. Then he punched himself on the head with his clenched fist.

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

The sound was so loud and menacing that Roselyn couldn’t help but stand up and reach for him.

“There ……”

With a hoarse voice, Tamon hurriedly pushed her away.

His head shook violently as he shook his hands. It was so rough that it seemed like his neck would break if he kept on shaking.

“Stay where you are!”