Chapter 10: Fiancée
She was like a delicate white bird. Small and fragile in a way that stirred protective instincts... And her skin was impossibly fair, whiter even than her pure white dress and hair.
Yet rather than sickly, her complexion gave an impression of pure innocence. Her clear blue eyes seemed to shimmer, as if a gentle touch might cause droplets to fall. She was, ironically, captivating in her harmlessness and vulnerability.
Quietly I gazed into her wavering eyes as she whispered a question.
“Don’t you recognize me?”
I felt a strong urge to comfort her, to caress her innocent face. Part of me even longed to thoroughly make her mine. My heart dared, yes, dared to covet her.
But I restrained myself, knowing such desires were not permitted. This girl was beyond my reach. I could only yearn from afar... craving her affection and interest.
***Now, I’m nothing like a fungi controlling Risir. I’m simply a kind of mutant born through a fantasy world character becoming aware of their past life. While my personality and values might’ve shifted suddenly, my memories remained intact.
...So I have to ask—who in the dickens are you?
“Sir Risir, I’ve missed you terribly. It’s me, Fienne. I have been counting the days until we could meet again.”
She hugged me even harder, whispering determinedly.
“I’ll never part with you again.”