The Camellia Tattoo - Chapter 158
‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.
this book is completely translated on luna kofi (advanced chapters for the website will follow)
After just one climax, it felt like reason would return to him.
Thud, thud!
The rhythm of his thrusts quickened.
Amber could no longer voice her pleasure; she could only let out muffled sounds.
Igmeyer gently swept her beautiful blonde hair aside and bit down on her nape.
This was a manifestation of his desire to mark her in a place where everyone could see.
He knew it was foolish, but he couldn’t hold back.
He wanted to possess everything about her, to monopolize her. He simply wanted to proclaim to the world that she was his.
“I love you, Amber.”
Could even this sticky and dark sentiment be called love?
But why not?
Igmeyer thought as he reached his peak inside her.
Ah, he could never let this woman go.
If she was to leave again, he would have to die first.
Otherwise, he would always find her again, no matter when.
“I hope we die on the same day, at the same time.”
He murmured this absentmindedly, holding Amber close, and she made a sound that was hard to distinguish between laughter and tears.
Concerned she might be crying, he looked down to see Amber gazing up at him with a completely wet face, whispering softly.
“We’ve already done that, Igmeyer.”
“?”
“We died together, and I’m the only one who remembers it. The dream you had was all real.”
For a moment, Igmeyer’s brain overloaded, and he blinked slowly, closing his mouth.
He didn’t want to speak carelessly.
“You said you dreamed that Nidhogg attacked me and our child. You said you couldn’t stop Nidhogg and couldn’t protect either of us.”
“…Yes.”
“That dream was indeed real. And you protected me and the child. You saved us.”
Amber’s voice trembled with a hint of tears.
This was the answer she had wanted to give from the moment she heard those words.
It was an answer she had held back for so long.
“You had a perfect opportunity to kill Nidhogg, but you gave that up. And you saved me. At that moment, I regretted it. I thought things could have been a little better between us…”
“…”
“And then… a miracle happened. The blessing of regret manifested.”
Amber explained the blessing of regret as calmly as she could.
What kind of power it was, where the past had disappeared to, and so on. She spoke without holding back as much as she knew.
And the more she explained, the more at ease she felt.
It was a secret that had been weighing heavily on her heart. It was a pain she had to bear alone.
However, as Igmeyer listened to her so seriously, Amber felt as if she was the one being healed.
Igmeyer, who was taking his time listening to Amber without interrupting, eventually asked quietly,
“So… between us, the child, had already… existed?”
Seeing Igmeyer struggle to articulate his thoughts, Amber nodded.
“… Yes, that’s right. Yes… my love. It was there.”
“That must have been… very difficult for you.”
“!”
Ah, that one line was enough.
Amber pressed her forehead against Igmeyer’s chest and sobbed.
Though she thought she knew him well, she still worried. What if he doubted her words and didn’t believe her?
What would she do then? It would hurt so much.
Even as she pondered these fears, she gathered her courage and confessed everything he needed to know but hadn’t realized.
Igmeyer’s response was overwhelmingly grateful.
“So that’s what it was. The reason for the uneasiness I felt was because of that.”
And then…
With a sigh, Igmeyer tightly hugged Amber.
“I couldn’t understand why I was so afraid of losing you… or why it felt like I had known you for so long from the moment I first saw you. But…”
What followed was an urgent kiss. Amber surrendered to his overwhelming presence, accepting the kiss wholeheartedly.
There were still many things she wanted to explain but hadn’t been able to.
Yet the most important one was this:
‘The seed of our love is blossoming within me.’
Amber cautiously cradled her belly. Meanwhile, Igmeyer gently placed kisses on her forehead.
“I should have recognized it sooner. I’m sorry.”
“No… it’s okay. You don’t have to apologize.”
“If it were you, you would have likely suffered alone for a long time, thinking about the child we never had.”
That was true.
At times she laughed, and at other moments she felt happy, but every time thoughts of the child she never bore crossed her mind, she would scratch her arms.
Trying to hide the pain of her unspoken sorrow, she would press her palm against her nails and force a bright smile.
And that helped, just a little.
In retrospect, those were the days she had endured.
Sometimes she would tear at her heart, cry, and as she forced herself to smile to hide her tears, she ended up smiling.
It was fine when Igmeyer was by her side at night, but whenever he wasn’t there for even a day, an unwarranted sadness would suddenly creep in.
