The Fate of Narendra Women
26. It's Just a Game [REVISED]
Aether tapped the tip of its index finger on the table as everyone who counted seniors in their generation gathered over a sudden call tonight.
Right after they all sat down, without taking any time, Aether immediately said the matter.
"What am I supposed to do about what my sister did tonight?"
Iaros or Dios were not there because they were under the age of— under the age of twenty-five. So the first to respond was Aether's cousin and the same-age person, but a few months younger.
Second Young Master, Hefaistos.
"Basically a forbidden relationship is not a new discussion in this family." He's propping up his chin. "If Iaros just wants to play around, let it go."
"What is to you a game when he blatantly humbles his wife in front of everyone? What did you say that you knew this? She executed?"
"Well, I think Iaros is a bit outrageous." His other brother replied. "But what about Kamila? He doesn't look forced while walking with Iaros."
"Then separate them forcibly before returning." Nereus. "Kamila's cage with your authority. He might just be a victim of Iaros's game, but it's easier to make excuses to lock him up than to lock Iaros up."
Aether turned to the suggestion.
Kamila would obviously be hurt if she was locked up during this holiday. Aether thought about it seriously. But if it reduces their interaction, chances are Iaros will ....
"Making Kamila hate her I think makes a lot more sense." Suddenly, Zefirus gave a suggestion. "No need to act too rashly. Just look at how far Iaros has gone. If Kamila's hatred for her had driven Iaros mad at Kamila, then it was clear who the source of the problem was."
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Kamila stood still looking at the flashbacks of the past in her dream.
That was when they were both under ten years old. Iaros was nine, and Kamila was seven.
That day Kamila's leg was injured for playing a romp with Iaros. He intended to reach Iaros who was running very fast, but it made Kamila stumble, then cry sobbing.
Laughing, Iaros came carrying her to the side of the castle. Then crouch down to treat Kamila's wounds.
"Kamila was so easy to cry a long time ago."
The little girl cried even more because she thought she was mocked. "Sorry, Young Master, please."
Iaros even shivered. Came hugging him. "But I like the crybaby Kamila. It's okay if Kamila cries. I'll protect Kamila until she grows up."
"really?" Kamila. "Until marriage?"
I shouldn't have laughed yet. Kamila stared at the smell of her comforted by Iaros' words, and now could only remember them sadly.
Heart hurts.
He's tired.
He's tired.
Yesterday it seemed that he wanted so much to be with Iaros, but now he must not hope or destroy the life of Iaros and himself.
"Young Master." Therefore, Kamila hoped that this would end. "Let's split up."
Iaros who was sitting next to his bed waiting for Kamila to wake up immediately gasped in shock. "Kamila—"
"I .. want to let go of you."
Kamila was not crying. Even though his whole body was shivering with a sense of wanting to cry.
"I'm tired. Please just end this. Justjust please. I beg. There is no need to say anything like loving me or not being able to live without me. You know it's a lie. You know it's just a game. So please leave. I beg you."
Iaros's gaze suddenly blanked.
Why has he always made Iaros love him, helpless by him, and then pushed Iaros while saying it was disgusting?
"You're right. It's exhausting." He reached out, but stopped in midair, not touching Kamila. "Your love and mine are not holy."
Kamila threw away face.
"It's just a game. We both play games against ourselves."
When Kamila was sure she finally understood that their relationship was supposed to end, something suddenly pierced her, accompanied by Iaros' blank gaze once upon a time.
"But no, Kamila." Iaros caught his body badly damaged by drugs. "My game and you haven't started as long as you've forgotten everything."
Kamila's gaze grew blurry, slowly turning dark, along with a line of Iaros whispers on his lips.
"Sleep and don't remember anything."
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