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“Roman!!!”
The small blur that seemingly came out of nowhere practically barrelled into Roman would have toppled over any normal man, but he stood firm even as he felt your tears soaking the front of his tunic.
“You…idiot! Why would you put yourself in danger like that?!” There was no fire in your voice despite the harsh scolding you attempted to give him, even through the tears that kept dripping.
You’re too busy wailing against his chest to notice the various emotions that appeared on his face before settling into one of resignation. When you feel his arm wrapping around your waist and his hand patting your head, your sobs steadily die down.
For a moment, it feels like you’re a child once more with your best friend, his mere presence serving as a balm to your soul. No matter how many mistakes he made or how many people kept spreading rumors about Roman, you will never stop caring about him.
As for Roman himself, or at least the man who now called himself Roman, he could only wonder why this body of his instinctively wrapped around you. He wasn’t even thinking or intending to do anything when you appeared and started crying all of a sudden.
It’s only at night, once you’ve settled into the guest room his new mother apparently always gave you that was located across from his own room, that he’d heard the story straight from Hans.
Before Dimitri had even been elevated as a noble house, you had already been there as Roman’s one and only best friend. When Dimitri became a barony, your father found fortune as a merchant trading the superior products from here to other lands. And since both your fathers were already friends even before, it’s only natural for their two eldest children of similar ages to have grown up together and become thick as thieves.
As Roman lay on his bed that night, he felt an odd warmth in his chest that wasn’t there before as he thought of his childhood friend.
Roman’s eyes glowed a hellish red in the darkness of night as he mulled over all the events that had recently transpired. The Kronos Empire had taken a step too far.
It was one thing to send assassins for him because that was to be expected. But to lay siege to Dimitri and put the lives of his subordinates, family, wife, and even unborn child on the line…
The empire deserved no mercy from him.
He will raze the entire empire to the ground, and no one will stop him.
“Mmm…Rom…an…”
As if snapping from a trance, Roman turns his attention back on your sleeping self, the stress from everything that had happened so far taking its toll on you, especially as a pregnant woman.
Roman Dimitri’s enemies might see him as a demon from the depths of hell, and he doesn’t deny that he deserves the title. If anything, he’d shown a surprising amount of mercy by ending their lives as quickly as he did. But after the Kronos Empire dared harm what was his…
The former heavenly demon let out a deep exhale and placed all other thoughts aside from you at the back of his mind. By dawn, he will continue his mission and rain fire and death upon all those that sought to harm what was his.
But for now…
He settled himself behind you, one arm wrapping around your swollen midsection and burying his face at the top of your head.