10 Symphony Under the Moon (2/2)
The methodical brush of her fingers against the strings created a soothing melody whose notes snatched Konrad from the woes of the world.
Yet, as those notes went beyond his ears and strode toward his heart, Konrad could sense the melancholy hidden within them. It was a form of yearning, yearning for distant memories, yearning for those moments she didn't know to cherish in times now past.
Yearning for the love and protection of elders once taken for granted.
Yearning for the simplest of pleasures now forever beyond her grasp.
Yearning for that moon hanging in the sky, whose watchful eyes enlightened her in the dark of night, revealing her dreams, simple, yet, unattainable.
The melody carried on, and Konrad lost tracks of time, his eyes had moved from the strings to stare into Iliana's as he sought an understanding of her through the notes she played.
Then she stopped, her misty eyes moving from the lyre to stare back at him.
”How would you title this?”
She asked without much expectations.
”As I Yearn for Regrets Under the Waning Moon”
Simple yet grabbed the essence of the tune.
”I didn't think you would have an ear for music.”
”I don't. I have an ear for a woman's woes.”
He honestly replied and laid onto the ground with his head resting on her lap.
”Are you not afraid of me pushing you into the stream?”
”Have you forgotten? You said it yourself, I'm stupid.”
She considered slamming the lyre on his face but advised against it and chose to set it aside.
”What do you really want from me?”
Konrad wanted to say that adding her to his harem was imperative to keep his balls but advised against it.
”I want you to be mine in body and soul. To possess and own you, from this day, until you draw your last.”
”That in life, you belong to me. And that in death, your ghost still belongs to me!”
The overbearingness within his words took her by surprise. She had not expected that youth's level of boldness to reach such heights.
”Are you qualified to say such words? Let's not even consider your cultivation that is still far from the True Knight Rank. Let's not even consider your status that is likely to be of common origin. As long as I wear the dress of a palace maid, beside the emperor, any man that extends his hands toward me is punishable by death.”
”Or do you think that I would be interested in a common tryst?”
She had not lain. All the females of the inner court belonged to the Holy Emperor. Only the Holy Emperor could grant them to those of his liking, and while it was not rare for them to be used as political tools, any man caught getting too close without permission would face a brutal ending.
But Konrad didn't care.
Because he had already decided that since he was given the unique opportunity of reincarnation, the entire world would belong to him!
The beauties of this world didn't need emperors. They only needed Konrad!
”You want more than a tryst. You want someone to sweep you off your feet, and in broad daylight carry you out in the open for all to see.”
”Someone who dares brazenly take your lips.”
”Someone to hold the sky when it threatens to collapse.”
”Someone like me.”
And before she could say anything else, his lips flew toward hers.
She knew him bold but had not expected his boldness to reach such heights.
Unruly…
His overbearing kiss pushed her into his arms, and together they fell onto the ground.
But in the distance, the floating shadow of a woman observed that scene with a frown.
The shadow vanished, and in an abnormal timing, dozens of arrows flew from behind the nearby trees and shot toward the kissing pair.