A Change of Husband - Chapter 66

Those words seemed to ignite something in Esperad. No, they didn’t just seem to—they truly did.

Whenever Asilie was the one to say she wanted him first, even if it was just a few words, it made Esperad feel like his existence had more meaning.

Just like now.

Staring at her like he was about to devour her, Esperad couldn’t hold back and kissed her pretty lips again.

He was not someone who Asilie wanted things, but in front of Asilie, he turned into someone full of desire.

Esperad wanted to be the only one who truly knew everything about her.

He wanted to have her words, her actions, her expressions, and every moment they spent together—all to himself.

In that sense, he was very lucky right now. He was the only one who could see this expression, witness this side of her, and hear this voice.

“Esperad, please…”

Every touch, every feeling between them was special, but the way Esperad dug deep into her most sensitive and hidden places made Asilie tremble.

It really felt like she might die.

She experienced this again and again, but the excitement never seemed to fade.

Whenever she made love with Esperad, Asilie felt like she became someone completely different.

She would be shy one moment and then so bold the next that it was hard to believe it was her doing those things to excite him.

Maybe that was why this act—where they revealed their deepest, truest selves to each other—felt even more special.

Making love wasn’t just about physical pleasure. It helped them know each other completely.

“E-Esperad…”

When she felt his hand touch her most private place, Asilie called his name, her body curling up.

Hearing the desperation in her voice, Esperad looked up at her.

Asilie’s face was bright red, and she looked like she might pass out.

Normally, he would have stopped to check on her right away, but not this time.

Her face, her pleading voice—it all told him he was doing everything right.

“Shhh, it’ll be okay.”

Just like always.

At his words, Asilie grabbed tightly onto his shoulders, which were far below her.

As if fueled by her grip, Esperad moved even more boldly and directly.

Even though she was nervous and couldn’t relax, her body kept losing strength, her belly trembling.

“Hhh…”

She let out a soft moan—one so faint that it was hard to believe it came from her. It was the first time she made such a sound in front of Esperad.

This moment wasn’t just a time to discover new things about each other. It was also a time to find parts of themselves they had never known before.

As he came back on top of her, Asilie slowly ran her hands along Esperad’s body.

His broad, firm shoulders and strong, hot muscles made her both excited and a little scared just by touching them.

She wondered—just how far could this man take her with the pleasure he could give?

Meanwhile, Esperad also felt like he might lose control.

She was just touching him softly with her small hands, like she was studying him, but it drove him crazy.

Unable to calm the wild beast inside him, Esperad finally gave in and kissed her again.

“Asilie, you might be…”

Everything about her was beautiful.

Not just her lips, but her delicate neck, her slim waist, her round hips, and her long legs—everything was beautiful.

Esperad knew.

Even if her body had been much bigger or less graceful, he would still feel the same as long as it was Asilie’s body.

“You’re too perfect.”

“…Stop, it’s embarrassing.”

Asilie noticed his gaze scanning every inch of her body. She shook her head and covered her eyes.

Even that was so cute that Esperad let out a low chuckle.

Then, he moved closer again, greedy to have more of her.

“Hhh…”

Hot, wet, soft, and sweet.

Honestly, he was feeling so much more than that, but those were the only words he could use to describe it.

Esperad wondered why there weren’t any words in the world that could explain this feeling, this emotion.

He pulled her into his arms again and again.

They moved close, then apart. Fast, then slow, then fast again.

Making love felt like a playful game at times, and at others, like the most serious and meaningful act in the world.

Every time Esperad spent time with her, he felt that same mix of emotions.

“…So…”

Asilie, her face flushed, held him tightly and whispered with a trembling voice.

Still moving, Esperad lifted his face from her shoulder and looked at her.

Her eyes, barely open, made her look like something not of this world. No, she was beautiful.

“So?”

“…It feels so good, Esperad. I want you…”

Ah, she was dangerous. She knew exactly how to drive him crazy.

Esperad couldn’t keep any control anymore.

It wasn’t just his movements that grew rough.

His grip on her tightened, and his breathing grew heavier.

Everything about it was sinful, and everything was also full of love.

Asilie held onto his strong arms and clung to him as he moved faster.

Soon after, she felt something hot burst inside her, and as she let go of his arm, Esperad collapsed on top of her.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

Even though her body was weak, she still confessed her feelings for him, and Esperad couldn’t help but hug her tightly.

He laid her small head on his arm and closed his eyes.

Only this moment with Asilie could be his true rest.

Always, and forever, for him.

Was she that tired?

Esperad looked down at Asilie with worry in his eyes.

After they made love in the afternoon, she had fallen asleep as if she had collapsed—and even now, the next morning, she still hadn’t woken up.

He had been looking forward to spending time talking with her. Even though he realized he was late for his meeting, he stared at her face for a long time before finally, with some regret, leaving the bedroom.

Asilie woke up not long after that.

“Ah…”

The tears running down her cheek as soon as she opened her eyes felt unpleasant.

Asilie quickly wiped them away with the back of her hand and sat up in bed.

The air around her felt heavy and tight, pressing down on her, but she didn’t stop moving.

There was something she had to check. No matter what.

Without a single piece of clothing, Asilie stood in front of the mirror.

She looked at her recently thinner body, then slowly turned around to check her back.

“Ha…”

Just as she expected, the scar on her back—the one that always haunted her—was gone.

No matter how hard she had tried to get rid of it, it had never disappeared. But now it had faded and then completely vanished.

She should’ve checked sooner.

But even if she had, would anything have changed?

With a blank face, Asilie checked her back again and again, then slowly ran her hand over the place where the scar used to be.

Even the deep dented feeling she always felt there was gone.

It was just smooth. Just like the rest of her skin.

Before, she would have been happy. She had always wished for that ugly scar to disappear.

But now, Asilie didn’t feel happy at all.

She swallowed the rising sobs and soon gathered herself, then looked for clothes.

This wasn’t the time to stand around like this. She had to say something. Do something.

“I knew you would come find me.”

Meeting Agua Nale Roja again was not something Asilie looked forward to.
She believed anyone else would feel the same way.
After all, it never felt good to have someone else know things about you that even you didn’t know yourself.

“I have something I want to ask you.”
“I thought you might.”

Agua Nale Roja smiled.
Asilie flinched at that smile, and Lydia, who was sitting beside her, held her hand.
In truth, Asilie didn’t want Lydia with her when meeting Agua Nale Roja. Her past would inevitably be mentioned.
But she had no choice—Agua Nale Roja had specifically requested Lydia be present.

“…Is my time limited?”
“That is a difficult question. No human has unlimited time, after all.”
“Then let me ask another way. Do I… not have much time left?”

“The length of time is relative.”

Asilie became frustrated at Agua Nale Roja’s cryptic answer.
As she frowned and tried to ask again, Agua Nale Roja added, as if doing her a favor,

“But yes, anyone would say that you don’t have much time left. So maybe, in your case, we can’t say that your short time is relative.”

“What do you mean? My sister doesn’t have much time left?”

Lydia looked back and forth between Asilie and Agua Nale Roja, clearly shaken by the unexpected conversation.
But neither Asilie nor Agua Nale Roja seemed willing to explain her confusion just yet.

“You were never meant to have time to begin with, and the being who made the impossible possible has now completely disappeared. So the world, in trying to correct what was wrong, is doing what it must. It’s something human power cannot stop.”

“So… he was protecting me all this time?”
“Most likely. And by doing so, he must have grown weaker. While I was holding on to his life, I could feel him getting weaker. Every time he did, you probably felt the threats of this world closing in on you.”

“There was a time when I felt better.”
“That’s because the current king—his blood relative—was by your side. His power helped. Maybe the reason you’ve been able to last this long is also thanks to the current king staying with you.”

Only then did it start to make sense.
After the third threat to her life, the air had felt like it was crushing her. But after confirming her feelings and sharing love with Esperad, that feeling had disappeared so quickly, it had felt strange.
If this kind of inexplicable power was connected to blood, then maybe it was possible.

“…So, I didn’t go back to the past?”

“Sister?!”

Lydia looked at Asilie in shock.
But Asilie couldn’t explain it all to her sister right now.
All her attention was on Agua Nale Roja.

After letting out a low groan, Agua Nale Roja finally nodded, as if she had made up her mind.

“You’re not a being from this world. You came from another one. Probably one of the many parallel worlds born from causes and effects.”

“What do you mean…”

Suddenly, Agua Nale Roja picked up the teacup in front of her and threw it.
With a sharp noise, the cup shattered on the floor.

“Master!”

Startled, Lydia called out to Agua Nale Roja, but Asilie simply watched her in silence.
She felt sure there had to be a reason for the strange action.

“If I hadn’t thrown the teacup, we would have kept talking. But the conversation would have gone differently.”
“……”

“Whether I throw the teacup or not is just a small choice. But that’s when a parallel world is born—the version of this moment where I didn’t throw the teacup.”

Agua Nale Roja explained that although they’re called parallel worlds, they usually follow similar paths. If the results match, they merge again. If they differ, they stay separated.

“These worlds are like a trick by the gods. But they’re also a chance the gods give us. Maybe they were created because a god wanted to see the best possible outcome…”

“Then, does that mean the king brought me to this world?”
“Probably. I’m not a god, so I don’t know the reason. But maybe he was connected to you in the world you were in before.”

Asilie tightly shut her eyes.
She actually wanted to know. If her time was really running out—did that mean she was going to die?

That was the question she was most afraid of asking.
Because she thought she already knew what answer Agua Nale Roja would give.
Because she was afraid.

But she had to know.
If she really was going to die, she needed to be certain.

“…What happens to me when my time runs out?”

Agua Nale Roja didn’t answer.
Instead, she let out a chilling, eerie laugh.

Her monstrous face and that eerie laugh made Asilie tense up even more.
Finally, Agua Nale Roja opened her mouth to speak.

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