Dear Contract Husband, I Didn't Know You Were Like This? - Chapter 56
Maya was genuinely concerned about Tristan.
“…It’s just hot in here.”
“It’s hot, huh? You northern people really are different.”
The air, which was just pleasantly cool, felt hot to him.
Typical of someone who had lived in the north for a long time.
Impressed by Maya, Tristan silently got up from his seat.
“I need to sit next to you to treat you.”
“Okay.”
From the moment he became conscious of his feelings, Maya’s presence intensely registered with him.
Tristan held her hand, thankful for her obtuseness.
“This is…”
Tristan blinked as he looked at Maya’s wrist.
“Ah, this is a symbol that can summon White Dragon.”
“I already told you not to call me White Dragon!”
Pendragon snapped as Maya explained.
“Does the lineage of Pendragon allow you to converse with Lord Pendragon when awakened?”
“Yes, she’s talking to me right now.”
Tristan was startled by Maya’s words.
“It’s an honor to meet you, Lord Pendragon.”
“Look, am I just a regular human to you?”
“I told you ‘White Dragon’ feels friendlier.”
Maya was adamant. Why not use the name ‘White Dragon’ now if it’s going to change to that later anyway?
While observing the existence of the white dragon, several questions arose in Tristan’s mind as he held Maya’s hand and began healing.
The few days he spent training while waiting for Maya made the healing feel much easier.
‘It seems my strength has also increased.’
For a moment, as he was first aware of holding Maya’s hand, as he read the state of her body, Tristan’s face hardened.
Broken bones and strained muscles everywhere, and a high fever—her body was like a rag worn thin.
‘How does she endure this?’
He mustn’t shout.
It wasn’t Maya’s fault. If this was the way she lived, it just needed to be changed gradually.
‘I can’t really say anything about that part.’
Tristan bit his lip and focused his energy.
Even knowing how strong Maya was, she felt fragile to him.
Unaware of Tristan’s agonizing heart, Maya pondered.
‘What’s different about the Bayarden family’s awakening?’
This opportunity had sparked her curiosity about the differences, now knowing that both Bayarden and Pendragon shared similar visions, hearing, and even strength.
“How do the people of the Bayarden family awaken?”
“Um, our family does not have awakenings as such. Those born into the Bayarden lineage inherently possess healing powers from birth.”
That was that.
Unlike Maya, the Bayardens were born with power from the beginning.
Healing power.
Was that really akin to being awakened?
Could it be similar to Maya, who was born with a talent for swordsmanship?
“Could it be that you haven’t awakened your power yet because you’re cursed?”
“You might think so, but… there’s nothing passed down in the Bayarden family about being cautious of any curse except for spoken warnings. I think we might be born already awakened.”
The white dragon, listening alongside Tristan, nodded.
“I left behind my ego because I enjoy talking with my descendants, but that Bayarden guy was always quiet, so it makes sense.”
“Lord Bayarden was quiet?”
“Yeah, that guy was so quiet normally that I was always complaining.”
Pendragon often chimed in just at the right moment to resolve curiosities.
Is there a word to describe someone who grumbles on the outside but is helpful?
If there was, that’s how Pendragon might be described.
“Are you talking about Lord Bayarden?”
“Yes, she said that he was quiet is all.”
Maya relayed the white dragon’s words directly to Tristan.
“I am a fragmented ego of Pendragon, so I don’t remember much.”
Pendragon muttered.
Tristan looked understandably disappointed.
“There’s very little passed down about Lord Bayarden in our records, too. It’s a pity we can’t learn more.”
That was understandable.
“And Tristan, there’s one most important matter remaining for us.”
At Maya’s words, Tristan, who had been focused on the healing, blinked.
“What is it?”
“Now that you’ll become my contractor, I too must work hard to break the curse.”
Maya took Tristan’s hand and intertwined their fingers.
“Since we already started with holding hands…”
Maya’s eyes sparkled.
“Shall we try a hug?”
