[BL] Accidentally Becoming the Healer of the Deranged Archduke novel Chapter 77

Chapter 77: Xion Does not Want to Go Back

Cold. That was what Xion felt as he let himself drown in the water.

Was it even water? Where did it come from? Xion did not know, nor did he care to find out.

As long as it kept those hands away from him, it was fine. Those haunting voices seemed to be distant now.

Xion could not hear them. He could not feel them.

It’s nice... I should just stay here, Xion mused hazily.

A sense of peace, cold yet oddly soothing, wrapped around him like a cocoon.

"Child, this is not a place to sleep."

A soft voice filled with a sweet smile made his ears itch. Xion blinked as he felt a sudden tap on his forehead.

He slowly sat up, half confused; half baffled by what he saw. He was lounging on the sofa floating in the air.

Mana books. He vaguely recognized them as they drifted lazily around him, pages flipping as if caught in a silent breeze. A teapot poured itself into hovering cups, the liquid never spilling, as though time itself had been stilled to perfection.

The golden pavilion itself was perched amidst the fluffy clouds, bathed in an ethereal glow.

It was beautiful. Tranquil even.

But none of it held his attention for long. Not when his gaze landed on the woman standing before him. _{ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm}

She had long, flowing black hair and hazel eyes that gleamed with warmth. Her skin looked like a mixture of dark chocolate and melted gold.

Beside her stood a small boy, partially hidden behind the folds of her green gown.

His hair was the same shade as hers, but his eyes were blue. Not the light blue of the sky but the deep blue of the ocean. And right now, they were wide with a familiar shyness.

It was him.

Xion Vaelis.

"H-hello, brother," the boy whispered, peeking out from behind the woman. He gave a small, hesitant wave with delicate hands. His movements were timid, like a rabbit wary of the world.

The beautiful lady looked at the shy rabbit with a doting smile.

"Y-you..." Xion did not speak further. He could not.

There were so many things he wanted to ask, so many questions, so many whys, yet his brain seemed to be filled with cotton.

He felt foggy and sluggish, as though he were wading through a dream he couldn’t fully grasp. No matter how he tried, he could not think straight.

"It’s alright, my child." The lady took a step closer.

In the next moment, Xion was engulfed in the warmest of the hugs. All the buzzing in his mind halted.

His hands slowly clenched the soft fabric of her gown as if fearing she might disappear. He surrendered himself completely.

A gentle hand smoothed over his hair.

"I am so proud of you, Xion," she said as her fingers slid over his scalp. "You did such a great job saving all those people."

"I... did I do good?" His voice sounded muffled as he buried his head closer to the lady’s stomach. So warm...

She chuckled, "Oh, sweetheart! You did wonderful! See, even Xion wants to thank you," she leaned back just enough so that Xion could see Xion Vaelis.

"Brother, thank you for saving me. I am so happy here. If it were not for you changing your place with me I... I-" He hesitated, then shook his head. "Forget it. As long as everything’s fine now."

Those words caught Xion off guard. His mind, which was drifting in the hazy warmth, sizzled until he started thinking straight.

He sobbed, his grip tightened onto her, "What did I do so wrong that you punished me like this... mother?"

"Who?" Xion asked, "Soren?" A rain of pearly drops silently rolled down his cheeks.

The lady snorted lightly. Her chocolate coloured fingers wiped his tears while Xion Vaelis patted his hair soothingly.

Xion did. He prayed for someone to love him when he was in still high school. He had begged for that person, and he did it so desperately, so fervently.

"I was about to send him to you, but you silly child died."