Chapter 15.8 - c13.2 (1/2)

Annette bravely pushed the door open and stepped inside. Unlike her, who was afraid of the dark, Rafael did not leave the lights on. Fortunately, the moon was very bright today, so the interior of the large bedroom could be seen.

Annette looked around and found Rafael’s figure in it. But he was neither on the sofa nor on the bed. This made her wonder if she had heard wrong. If it wasn’t for the strange noise coming from the corner of the wall, Annette might have left the room.

~Chiinng

A strange scraping sound, like a stone or metal being dragged, entered her ears. Annette whirled to look at the corner, obscured by the shadow of the bed. The eerie metallic sound was coming from the dark corner. Annette’s hand trembled with fear, but she plucked up her courage and walked towards it, the lamp illuminating her way.

“Rafael?”

Fortunately, the man standing in the corner was a man she knew very well. Rafael was half-naked without a shirt, as was usually the case at night. Seeing the familiar silhouette, Annette felt glad but hesitated to approach him. Something was wrong.

Rafael was currently the most distinguished swordsman in the Deltium Kingdom, and was highly sensitive to his surroundings. But now, he didn’t seem to sense Annette’s presence. There was a longsword in Rafael’s hand, and he was swinging it against the wall. The strange frictional sound that Annette heard was the sound of this blade hitting the wall.

Annette, surprised by Rafael’s unusual behaviour, took a breath and stepped back without knowing it. Even though it was quite loud, he still stared at the wall with unfocused eyes. Whenever Rafael’s sword hit the wall, the blade dragged along, producing a creepy noise.

“What are you doing now, Rafael? Oh my goodness! Are you all right?”

Annette asked while shaking. However, Rafael didn’t seem to understand her. The deep blue eyes, which could be seen through the half-opened eyelids, were unusually cloudy. His face was expressionless, but somehow he still looked enchanting. The moment she saw his peculiar state, Annette recalled a similar condition.

‘You’re sleepwalking.’

Annette felt like someone was suffocating her. She had been married to Rafael for five years in her previous life, but she had no idea he had this condition.

It was no wonder that Rafael never fell asleep in the same bed as Annette. After spending the night with her, Rafael would go back to his bedroom as if there was nothing more to do. Rafael’s cold attitude of drawing the line was quite hurtful to Annette.

But now that she thought about it, Rafael might not have wanted to be seen in such a condition by her. He was a man of great pride. When she thought about it, Annette grabbed her chest. Unknowingly, a lone tear slid down her cheek.

~Chiinng-Grunnng