Chapter 288: All children are entitled to their freedom
"So...that’s what happened," I ended the report about my decision to have the wedding in the spring. "And, umm...I want to do it here, in the Lair."
Angwi looked at me with her unchanging, expressionless face that sometimes made me wonder if she was actually one of the golems. It was such a rude thought, however, and I had told myself to stop thinking like that.
After all, the golem wouldn’t walk toward me and patted my head for a full minute, caressing my hair gently. They wouldn’t look at me with soft eyes, crouching in front of me, and held my hands.
Angwi didn’t talk, as usual, but I had learned to read her eyes. She rubbed my ring and the rune circling the base of my finger, her lips stretched into a smile. She reached out and touched my chest, and I nodded.
"Yeah, I’m happy," I said. "I get to marry my first love, so I want to do it in my first home."
For the first time since I came here, I could hear her voice as she chuckled. A brief one, and it was the sound that I had always been imagining; firm and dignified, but also warm.
"It’s alright, isn’t it? Doing it here, I mean..."
She tilted her head and pointed at me in response.
"Well, yeah, I know this place is mine, but...you’re the one who is taking care of it," I shrugged.
She replied with a shrug, and made a circle with her fingers, which translated roughly to ’the pay is proportionate to the effort’. I couldn’t help but laugh and hug her.
"Mm...you’ll probably have to get busy, right?" I bit my cheek in guilt.