I Became a Barbarian's Bride - Chapter 33
From her fingertips, a pure white light burst forth and began to seep into Kagan’s eyelids.
Nisha silently observed as the furrows in Kagan’s brow slowly relaxed.
She knew.
She knew what it took for a person to become indispensable.
One must become unique.
One must stand beside the highest authority.
No matter what happens, one must become someone who cannot be discarded and who is beyond suspicion.
A person who is irreplaceable.
To achieve that, she first identified what she needed to do.
If she could treat this man’s unbearable pain, something he couldn’t alleviate himself, then she would do it.
Until he could no longer bear the pain without her.
It was a cowardly tactic, but it was one way for her to survive in Xieman.
‘Someday…’
Someday, the worthlessness of her life would be revealed.
By then, her value must already be transferred elsewhere.
At the very least, her ability must not be discovered, leading to the worst possible scenario.
‘…About twenty percent today?’
Remembering that last time it had taken more than half of her life force, she figured that the consumption of her life force must vary according to the duration and intensity of the other person’s pain.
“Hahhhhhh…”
A long sigh, almost like a groan, escaped from between Kagan’s parted lips.
His deep baritone voice resonated in her ears.
That voice, strangely sensual, made Nisha’s face flush red for a moment.
He had striking features, with broad shoulders and long, shimmering silver hair that contrasted with his rugged demeanor. His eyes, like molten gold, and the relaxed but bold lines of his face constantly caught her attention.
For a moment, Nisha wondered what she was doing and shook her head.
She was about to withdraw her hand as her life force was no longer being used, but he suddenly raised his arm and pressed her hand firmly against his eye.
Nisha froze, her palm still on his eye.
“My princess… truly a lovely person. I’ve acquired a precious jewel.”
His voice, soft and gentle, slipped through his lips.
Embarrassed and flustered by his overly affectionate words, Nisha blinked.
“I was right to start a war for you.”
For you?
Annoyed by the phrase, Nisha frowned and spoke.
“…What? The, uh, treatment is over.”
“Your hand feels good… Can I just rest a little longer like this, princess?”
As soon as Kagan finished speaking, he wrapped his arm around her waist and sprawled out on her bed.
His large body enveloped her, the heat from his body quickly sapping away her coldness.
Her body, still recovering from near-death, was always cold, and she was startled by the heat of his body, shivering as if burned.
Her hand remained pressed against his eye.
“Since we’re married, sharing a bed should be fine, right?”
What the hell?
She wanted to ask but hesitated, her lips parting slightly. The man curled his large body, burying his face in her shoulder.
It was almost laughable, as if he thought he could hold her entirely in his arms.
“…”
As she tried to wriggle free, she noticed the man’s even breathing. She sighed and let her body relax.
‘…So, it’s a peculiar eye.’
She hadn’t expected him to notice what had happened the previous night.
‘I need to be more careful with the potion.’
Since she couldn’t be sure under what conditions it would activate, she needed to be cautious everywhere.
She was almost out of the potion she had made. To get more, she would need to gather herbs again.
Fortunately, the herbs she used for making poison were common in Roshan, often growing by the roadside.
However…
‘In this barren land…’
She wasn’t sure if any herbs could grow properly here.
‘If all else fails, I’ll say it’s for ornamental purposes and use it to decorate a garden.’
With that thought, Nisha stretched her short arms and awkwardly embraced the man.
Her arms, with nowhere to go, felt awkward and uncomfortable.
So she lay there, staring wide-eyed like a statue, waiting for him to wake up.
