Rey De-Heavens (English)

7.1

Maryam was silent. She looked like the one who had no choice; she also didn't want to appear desperate to her beloved. Taking a deep breath, she looked around the house as one who looked at something missing. Her smile broke as with her eyes she looked again at Wulfgang's face:

"Tonight... I don't want to sleep..." she said in tears.

Wulfgang had understood that, with her words, the vampire wanted to delay the time as long as she could. Every time he woke up, it was as if life dealt him a blow, and with each blow his grip on the rope to which, with so much effort, she clung so that she could keep him with her until he grew old and died of old age. That night there was no sex for the lycanthrope, only sadness and depression on the part of the vampire. Wulfgang hopelessly fell asleep at some point, first before she did.

...

The first night came to its conclusion.

As soon as the lights came on again, the lycanthrope awoke. Wulfgang, somewhat fond of the pleasant sensation of being wrapped in silky sheets, took a deep breath. Without opening his eyes, through the darkness, he could see a pale blue lump representing his beloved, as well as everything she had done the night before after he had fallen asleep without realizing it. She hadn't gotten out of bed, just tossed and turned like someone looking for the best sleeping position. Suddenly, traces of a white lump took place within the lycanthrope's field of perception. A small accumulation of odor that, according to his position, had stopped right in front of the bedroom door.

"Honey, what's wrong!" asked Maryam almost without being able to recognize her husband, who with a leap stood up from the bed and like a storm opened the door with a backhand of his right hand.

The lycanthrope once again sniffed, and sniffed again, at the same time walking with firm and strong steps, transforming into a beast. Ehimus, who was coming out of his room after hearing the door jerk coming from the matrimonial room, found the leader of the group in "attack mode" looking up and down at the maid who even moved from place to place and kept her head down. With his teeth out, the bestialized lycanthrope scolded Silvia while the vampire tilted her face and smiled as who could imagine the situation.

"Good, good morning, my tenants!!!" said the Great Wise Wizard as he opened the main entrance with his usual amount of energy and charisma.

Once Wulfgang averted his gaze, the old man continued:

"I think Silvia can return to her daily routine, she has not broken "the servant's rules", so I see no reason why she should be punished. On the other hand, Wulfgang, your behavior is not the most polite. We need to talk. As quartermaster and guardian, I can explain..."

...

On the other hand, the dawn inside the Ever-Changing Forest was different. There, where the little guy with no last name was slowly opening his eyes, everything seemed to be less of a problem:

"Will it be bright or will I continue to live inside the eternal night?", Rey couldn't help but wonder. He felt rested, full of energy, uninjured, unhungry, with a book in his arms and his companion at his side, almost as if he had been born a second time.

Not much had changed for the vision of the little one without a last name, his wide eyes scanning the all too familiar roof of the den composed of roots entwined in the giant hollow tree trunk. After blinking twice, Rey turned his head to see if what he felt was real.

Lying there was the body of the little "guardian of Paradise". His faithful companion had just woken up. She stretched her paws until she pulled her claws out, then narrowed her spine with a bow, and finally her tail until she wanted to reach almost to the ceiling. Stretching is a good way to wake up dormant muscles and improve circulation before starting routine activities.