I Became a Barbarian's Bride - Chapter 64
She had heard rumors that Xieman people had unusual strength, but she hadn’t realized it was to this extent.
“Look, that one’s about to fall apart.”
Kagan chuckled softly as he gently grabbed her hand and led her away from the scene before trouble could reach them.
“How… how did you know? I couldn’t tell at all….”
To Nisha, the couple inside the store seemed to be the ones fighting, while the pair at the outdoor table looked like they were merely having a conversation.
“Did you hear something?”
“No, I saw it.”
He spoke leisurely as they entered the restaurant.
“What did you see exactly?”
Kagan, pleased by her curiosity, readily responded.
“Eyes.”
“Eyes?”
“Xieman is made up of different clans, but their roots are the same.”
Entering the restaurant, he requested a private room, and as they were shown in, he continued.
“Xieman people have excellent eyesight. We can see well at night and quite far during the day too. To exaggerate a little, those with really good vision can see the blue roof over there, at the base of the mountain? They can even read the letters on the sign in front of it.”
Kagan pointed out the window.
“…Letters?”
Nisha could make out the mountain towering in the distance, barren and desolate, with barely any trees or grass—just rock.
Letters? All she saw was the mountain, so she was puzzled by his words.
“There’s a warning sign posted at the foot of the mountain.”
“…?”
It seemed to be kilometers away—what was he talking about?
As Nisha wore a slightly skeptical expression, Kagan laughed and lightly placed his hand over hers.
He knew that frequent touches could help the other person feel at ease.
Though startled at first, she soon relaxed, her tension easing away.
“You can see that far? I can barely make out the blue roof under the mountain.”
It’s more accurate to say it’s so far away that everything looks blurry.
She could tell there was something blue, but only now did she realize it’s a house.
“I told you, Xieman people have good eyesight.”
“Right…”
“That’s why our blood vessels and nerves are heavily concentrated there. When we get excited and our blood starts pumping, the color changes.”
Kagan laughed, a mischievous, almost boyish smile spreading across his face.
Nisha’s eyes widened slightly at his explanation.
Thunk-. It felt as if something heavy had dropped into the pit of her stomach.
Her expression briefly twisted into a grimace. It wasn’t a pleasant feeling—like the ground beneath her feet had suddenly disappeared. The strange emotion made her uneasy, but she couldn’t quite define it.
“Do you find it disturbing?”
Noticing her expression, Kagan raised an eyebrow, misinterpreting her reaction.
“No, it’s fascinating.”
Nisha quickly shook off her thoughts and responded. After all, it had happened to Kagan recently as well. When they had been intimate and during their first encounter under the red moon, his eyes had changed color both times.
Nisha tilted her head to look at the man sitting in front of her, then turned her gaze back out the window, scanning for the elusive blue roof.
“…So that’s what it was,” she said.
Even so, she still couldn’t clearly make out whether it was truly the shape of a roof or something else altogether.
“Everyone always said that Xieman’s people have red eyes, so I thought that was true.”
“Well, considering that most of them only see us on the battlefield, it’s not surprising.”
“Ah.”
On the battlefield, where tension and excitement would be at their peak, it made sense that everyone would have red eyes.
Nisha nodded, understanding.
“Xieman’s land really does seem barren.”
From the second-floor of the restaurant, the view below was even more revealing.
Dry and parched land.
Soil that crumbled easily from a lack of nutrients.
The blazing sun.
The cold temperatures at night.
It was clear that finding plants that could survive here would be much more difficult.
“Yes. But it’s a good thing you’re here now, Princess. Didn’t you promise to make it all more abundant?”
At Kagan’s words, Nisha quickly nodded.
“Ah, yes. Definitely.”
Even if it couldn’t be done, she wanted to say she would still try to help.
Having nothing of her own, Nisha felt the need to prove her worth. Only by proving her worth could those she had brought with her remain safe.
“For now, let’s choose what to eat, Princess.”
“Ah, yes.”
Even though he was being kind now, talking about the “prophecy” and calling her “Katun,” people could always change in an instant.
Before long, a new principal wife would surely come, and Nisha would inevitably be pushed to the back.
That’s why she had to make herself someone necessary in Xieman, not as the “Katun,” but as “Nisha.”
