The stone bowl in his hand fell to the ground with a crash that shook Peter's heart.
He was a constant presence hovering around the edges of hell with only one hand desperately clutching onto an anchor outside to stop himself from being sucked in. This king of stray beasts, this demon-like being feared by all—actually started crying.
The bloody veins in those bulging eyes faded as huge tears splashed down.
Natalie was still weak, but she held a comforting smile. She shifted her head slightly to look at Peter. "Silly boy. Isn't this a good thing? Why are you crying?"
"I… I am not crying." Peter hastily wiped away his tears before kissing Natalie deeply. After a long while, he said in a trembling voice, "Something which I never dared to wish for even in my dreams actually came true. I am your partner. I can rightfully stay by your side and take care of you and our children."