My Lazy Prince

Chapter 23

CHAPTER 23 = I WOULD GO WITH YOU, EVEN IF IT'S HELL

(Doma's POV)

Huh? She cut off my head! I thought, as my head came off of my own body. I can’t believe that I’d lose…My body is falling apart. I’m finished.

My head landed in the water, as I could only stare at the wall beside me. 

I’m going to die, aren’t I? Ah I knew it. I’m a goner. I don't feel anything. I’m not afraid of dying...and I’m not frustrated that I lost. I’m sad because I can’t even apologize to (Y/N)-chan..

Honestly, I want to feel her warmth. I want to say a lot of things to her. I want to say that I was sorry, and that I didn’t mean anything that I said. But..I can’t…

I'm dying and I don't even know where (Y/N)’s body is.

Suddenly, I felt a hand softly stroke my hair. "You ok?…" I heard a shaky breath call out, followed by a broken chuckle.

"(Y/N)!? Are you alive?!"

She chuckled again, while placing my crumbling head next to hers. "Barely…"

I looked at (Y/N)’s bleeding face, tears leaking from her eyes. Even if she was already dying, she still smiles. 

I started to tear up. "I'm so sorry, (Y/N)-chan! I didn’t mean anything that I said! I was just confused and frustrated, and and…."

"...Don't be sorry, my prince." My head started to slowly crumble away. I could do nothing but to just watch my beloved wife slowly close her eyes. "I love you, my lazy prince…"

I love you too, (Y/N)-chan!!! I yelled in my mind, as I slowly faded. Please wake up!!! Please!!! Please…

{Time Skip} : Later on

(Y/N's POV)

I opened my eyes to find myself in neverending darkness. I got up and looked at my clothes. Surprisingly, I was wearing my old kimono. It was the kimono I used to wear in the cult.

Hm, I don't feel any more pain on my right shoulder. I touched my face. Yup, no blood.

Wait a minute. Shit shit shit shit SHIT!!!

I started looking around my kimono for that circular piece of jewelry. Luckily, I found it on the ground behind me. 

I sighed and put on the ring.

I started to look around, but all I could see was darkness. I began to walk. I didn’t care where I was going. The only thing in my mind right now was the goofy blonde known as my husband. He's dead too, right?

After a long time of walking; Ahead, I saw another figure wandering around. I walked nearer to the figure, in order to get a better look at it. 

Walking became sprinting when I recognized who the figure was. I hugged the figure from the back, "Doma!"

I felt the tall figure turn around and gasp. Soon, I felt warm arms embrace me. Doma leaned on my shoulder, as I started to hear sobbing coming from him.

"I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry, (Y/N)-chan. I really am. I'm really sorry. Please don't hate me." Doma cried, hugging me tighter.

I gently smiled, enjoying the warmth from my husband. "It's ok, my prince. Please don't cry. I'm sorry too, for calling you all those hurtful names." 

I cupped his face, wiping all the falling tears. "I would never hate you. Even in a million years, ok?" 

Doma nodded slowly and gave me a quick peck on the lips. I blushed madly, while I tried to hide it with my hands. Doma started laughing while I just smiled at him.