Bab 223: Assassins

"Ferdinand, it hurts," Arabella complained when he held her too tightly. Her bones might break if she doesn't stop him.

'Did he always embrace me this tightly in his dreams?'

He was so much more gentle to her in reality.

"I'm so sorry!" Ferdinand instantly raised his hands with open palms.

"Geez. What are you doing? How much longer are you going to keep insisting this is a dream?" she frowned at him.

"It isn't one?!" Ferdinand looked around.

"It isn't."

Her husband blinked twice and glanced at the window and asked Rendell what the time was. Rendell replied just fine.

"We truly spoke about all that?!" he verified.

It seems that after all the nightmares her husband had about her not accepting him, it was so hard for him that this was indeed happening.

He also couldn't believe he suddenly told her he was truly a dragon because they were speaking dragons. He originally planned to just ask if she was fine with the marriage of other races to humans.