☀️ Arselia and Akonia

"The curse is fading, but we remain. And we'll be with you at the wedding, Guion, and on many nights to come, not just the first. We'll always be with you, Guion. Your most loyal companions, the gray voices! Oh yes, congratulations on the blessing from Patriarch Khlodkov and the upcoming wedding! It's not Rinze, of course, but it's still something."

- I think we really need to add a visit to a psychiatrist to the list of things to do," Guion grimaced, rubbing his temple.
- Those silly voices again?
- Yes...
- Silly gray voices, leave my Guion alone," Beata snorted angrily into the void.
- If only it were that simple... "Yours," seriously?
- Mine, mine. My friend, my partner, my beloved, my future husband. Only mine, I won't give you to anyone.
Beata thought for a moment, then quickly added:
- Well, and my own too, of course.
- No, if I'm yours, then that means you're mine... But then you're mine too. My friend, my partner, my fiancée, my future wife... And so on. Mine.
- You're mine, I'm yours. That's all settled," she kissed him lightly on the cheek.