A Thousand Years | 𝐆𝐮𝐆𝐮

Chapter 23ғɪɴᴀʟ ᴘᴀʀᴛ|ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ sᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ

The days went by pretty much peacefully for the both of them.

Gusion was astonished at the shift of their relationship, wondering what happened that she decided to forgive him. He wanted to address the elephant in the room but dismissed the thought.

He doesn't want to ruin their solace.

If ever she decided to ignore him again, it would be too much of a blow for his mental fortitude knowing that he would give her space without as much as a blink.

He always wanted her to his side. If they could just stay in this forest forever, her and him only, he would do it in a heartbeat. Knowing Guinevere, she is enchanted by this world. She wanted to see more. Being locked in this forest, caged her entire childhood, made her crave freedom more than anyone else. The moment she saw the outside world, Gusion knows he can't took the scenery and bliss she felt.

He will not be the one who snatches her happiness away.

How about him? What makes him jovial? What made him persevere from his curse of immortality?

Her joy is his.

As simple as that.

She's the oasis on his desert. The water and sunlight on his wilted flowers. Every moment in his life, revolved around hers even those times he was Emperor Scorpion. It was like a switch was turned when he first gaze to her eyes under the apple tree. Since then, everything is about her.

The said lady is currently having a focus look on her face. There was an absurd amount of concentration on her features as she put the strawberry and grapes on her treat. Despite being 7 months in her pregnancy, Guinevere's craving never faltered. 

Gusion leans on the sink, contentedly watching her. She huffs and wipes a bead of sweat on her forehead, turning the plate, inspecting the positions she put the strawberry and grapes on. He almost snorted as an annoyed tick on her forehead appeared. It seems like she didn't quite like the patterns she made herself.

It was the 4th design she made already and Gusion can feel a tantrum approaching. She seems pissed and annoyed at simple things today.

"Not quite right?" Gusion teasingly asks her as Guinevere huffs again and turned to his direction.

He smiled softly as a pout bloomed to her pinkish lips. Her cheeks were chubby from her pregnancy and she is swelling beautifully. Guinevere is gorgeous, always has, always been but seeing her carrying his child on her body made him more enchanted to her.

He didn't know he could fall harder.

She's really amazing. His woman.

"Aren't you hungry? You have been arranging those fruits in the cake for a while now."

"I don't know." She whines and padded to his direction like a penguin.

She wrapped one of her arms on his waist and leaned to his chest, sniffing him. Hugging her on front have been hard after she bloated from pregnancy so they improvised.

Gusion snorts and lightly combed her auburn locks as she buried herself harder to his embrace. He sighs, and pulled the plate containing the cake without breaking their physical contact. He lightly cut a piece using a fork and beckoned for Guinevere to open her mouth slightly.

She shakes her head in rejection, refusing to eat it.

"Come on. Just one bite." Gusion urges her.

She pouts but did anyways. She took a piece and chewed lightly, her face brightening from the taste. Her husband watches her in fascination as she asks for more.