He took her hand and kissed the back of her fingers.

Ahefuya curled her fingers and puffed her cheeks a little, "I haven't promised you yet."

Lorsis saw the extremely angry expression on her face and said with a smile, "But what if we already kissed? I even hugged you."

He poked her puffed cheeks lightly with his fingertips, "Ahefuya is so cute."

Ahefuya listened to his smiling voice and buried her head in his arms in frustration, listening to his heartbeat, "You humans have such fast heartbeats."

Lorsis tightened his grip on her waist, "What about your heartbeat?"

Aihefuya closed her eyes in his arms and said softly, "My heartbeat...is very slow. Your heart beats three times, and mine only beats once."

"My life span is ten times longer than yours."

"The deep sea is where I grew up, but it has never been my home."

“I belong to the ocean, but my race, which also belongs to the ocean, regards me as foam because of my imperfections.”

"I don't have a mother anymore. She died of illness when I was ten years old."

"My father said I was just a pretty shell, a burden to him and unable to bring him any benefit."

"I have been away from the deep sea for so long, and my only companion asked him for help, but he was afraid that I would bring disaster to the race and refused to come to me."

Marshal Kenway, who lives on the cold seabed, not only has cold blood, but also a cold heart.

Lorsis pressed her head with his big hand and gently rubbed the top of her hair. "But Ahefuya is my treasure, my most precious treasure."

"I will spend my whole life protecting my treasure."

A teardrop fell from the corner of her eye, turned into a pearl, fell on the back of her hand, and dropped on her skirt.

But Kenway is no longer worthy of Ahefeya's tears, and neither are her brothers and sisters Romo and Nina, who once treated her well.

Lorsis was looking down at her, picking up the pearl and holding it in his palm.

The carriage moved slowly, and Akhefya was held in his arms, feeling very relaxed and fell asleep in his arms.

When they arrived at the castle, Lorsis carried her inside.

Artem had just returned to Ajialin and came to the castle with a bunch of documents. He saw Lorsis holding a girl. He couldn't help but ask Edmund who had just arrived, "Who is the girl the Duke is holding?"

Edmund placed one hand on the heavy sword at his waist, and the other hand on his shoulder, and smiled, "Our future Duchess, Miss Akhfuya."

Atemo slapped his hand away and left with the document in his arms, "It seems like now is not a good time to go find the Duke."

Lorsis carried Ahephia to her bedroom and put her on the bed. The moment she touched the bed, she opened her eyes.

"Lorsis."

"I'm here." He held her in his arms again, "Do you want to sleep?"

"I'm not going to sleep anymore. I think it's getting dark soon."

"Yeah." Lorsis put her down on the chair in front of the table and took her hand to touch the white-leaf rose he brought back.

"The most famous flower there is the white rose, and its flower language is longing. Ahefuya, I miss you every moment we are apart."

Ehephia gently stroked the petals, and after a moment she reached out to him.

He held her hand.

"Lorsis, I told you that I would tell you the truth about everything after you come back."

Her legs gradually turned into fish tails in the cool blue light.

"The only time I've ever trusted someone so much, if you can accept that, the answer is yes."