strictlysupreme Chapter 131 "It has become...irresistible to me."
Chapter 131 "It has become...irresistible to me."
As night falls, moonlight penetrates the clouds like fine threads, gently falling on every inch of brick and stone of the ancient castle, covering the sleeping fortress with a layer of mysterious silver gauze.
Deep in the castle, in a dimly lit study, two figures were clearly outlined by the soft light, one still and one moving, forming the most extraordinary scenery in this silent night.
"Your Majesty, it's late, you should rest."
A man in an elegant robe, with a deep and slightly magnetic voice, gently pressed the shoulders of the person in front of him, his deep eyes flashing with complex emotions - doubts and an imperceptible tenderness.
The young man called "Your Majesty" was a little thin, but he had an air of dignity that could not be ignored. He tilted his head slightly, his eyes flashing with childlike innocence and confusion, as if he was a little surprised by this sudden intimate behavior.
"Athrun, why are you... so nervous?"
The young man's voice was clear, with a hint of laziness from just waking up. His eyes wandered over Aslan's face, finally settling on those bottomless eyes, as if trying to explore something.
Aslan's heart tightened. He had never expected that this little tyrant, who was once known for his cruelty, would become so... cute after experiencing an unknown change.
That unintentional twist, although not at all provocative, was like the gentlest spring breeze, gently blowing across his heart, causing ripples in his weathered heart.
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Aslan involuntarily tightened his arms and held the young man tightly in his arms, as if only in this way could he confirm that everything before him was not a dream.
He lowered his head, letting their breaths intertwine. At that moment, he seemed to be able to hear the sound of his own heartbeat, resonating with every pulse of the young man. It was an unprecedented feeling, both strange and familiar, like a downpour after a long drought, which made his soul feel more nourished than ever before.
"Erics, you've changed."
Aslan's voice was low and magnetic, and every word he said was like a carefully crafted work of art, falling into the air and causing ripples.
"It has become...irresistible to me."
Ericus, the former little tyrant, was now like a docile kitten, curled up in Aslan's arms, with curiosity and dependence flashing in his eyes.
He looked up at Aslan. His clear eyes seemed to contain a sea of stars, making people want to indulge in them.
"Athrun, I don't remember what happened before, but... I like this feeling, being with you."
When Aslan heard this, an indescribable emotion surged in his heart.
He knew that Eric's memory might not have contained the blood and brutality, but this innocence and dependence were the greatest reward for him.
He stroked Eric's hair gently, his movements gentle and loving.
"Then let's start over, Erics. I will protect you until the end of the world."
As time went on, the relationship between Aslan and Erics quietly changed.
Aslan is no longer the loyal subject, but Eric's strongest support; Eric is no longer the terrifying little tyrant, he has learned to warm the world with love and kindness.
In the spring, they strolled together in the sea of flowers. Eric would excitedly point at the colorful flowers and ask Aslan their names and stories. In the hot summer, Aslan would take Eric to hide under the cool shade of the trees and tell him ancient legends and brave knights. When the autumn breeze blew, they would sit side by side on the terrace of the castle, looking at the starry sky and talking about their aspirations for the future. In the snowy winter, they would snuggle up by the fireplace to keep warm and share each other's dreams and secrets.
During this journey, Aslan discovered that every smile and every blink of Erics's eyes were like the most beautiful scenery in the world, making him willing to give up everything just to protect this purity and beauty.
And with Aslan's company, Erics gradually grew into a person who knew how to love and cherish.
However, the peaceful days did not last long.
One day, a secret letter broke the peace of the castle, revealing a conspiracy to overthrow the kingdom.
Faced with the sudden crisis, Aslan and Erics fought side by side, and they proved their trust and tacit understanding with their actions.
In those thrilling battles, Aslan witnessed Eric's transformation from ignorance to bravery and determination, and under Aslan's protection, Eric learned how to use his own strength to protect the country and the people he loved.
When everything was settled, the kingdom once again welcomed the dawn of peace.
Aslan and Ericus stood at the highest point of the castle, looking out over the land they guarded together.
The afterglow of the setting sun stretched their shadows out, as if telling an immortal legend.
"Thank you, Aslan."
Erics' voice was soft but firm, and he turned to look at Aslan, his eyes gleaming with gratitude and love.
"It was you who taught me how to love and made me understand my mission."
Aslan smiled slightly, and that smile contained so many emotions and stories.
"Alex, you made me find the meaning of life. In this world, having you is the best destination."
They smiled at each other, and all the words turned into a silent understanding.
A gentle breeze blew, ruffling Erics' hair.
He stretched out his hand and smoothed it, his eyes fixed firmly on the distance. "From now on, we will continue to protect this land together, so that it will always be filled with peace and hope."
Aslan smiled and nodded, his hand gently resting on Eric's shoulder, "Well, this is our agreement."
The setting sun gradually sank to the west, dyeing the entire sky orange-red.
In this beautiful scenery, Aslan and Eriks figures appear extremely tall.
They know that the road ahead is still long, but as long as they work together, they will be able to overcome any difficulties and create a bright future of their own.