"I don’t love her just because she’s beautiful or charming," William continued firmly. "If that were the case, I would have fallen for her the mont we first t."
"I lived beside her for months. She taught many things, and during that ti we truly ca to understand each other."
"At first, I never intended to make her mine. But as ti passed, I realized that we share a very similar nature."
William looked directly at Tamasya now.
"Tamasya cares deeply for her people and those close to her. When I realized that, I began respecting her more and more because I’m the sa."
Then he looked back toward Anastasia.
"You know , Mom."
"Tamasya and I t each other during the loneliest periods of our lives."
His expression turned distant for a mont as old mories resurfaced.
"I started running a sweet shop when I was twelve years old. I lived alone for two years while handling every problem myself, thugs, thieves, headaches, and everything that ca my way."
A faint chuckle escaped him afterward.
"And when I first t Tamasya... she felt the sa. having been isolated in the prison of gods alone for thousands of years."
"It was like looking into a reflection of myself, desperate for warmth and soone’s company."
"She was alone, too. Carrying every burden by herself."
William smiled faintly.
"When two lonely people begin living together, they naturally beco each other’s support system. They find comfort in one another without even realizing it."
By now, both won standing before him had moist eyes.
The entire day had been emotionally exhausting for them. They had spent hours arguing like rivals while suppressing frustration, worry, embarrassnt, and exhaustion.
William’s words beca the final push that broke through their emotional walls completely.
"Mom," William continued gently, "I know you only want what’s best for ."
"And honestly, if you stop focusing so much on our age gap and old customs..."
He slowly looked toward Tamasya.
"...then you’ll realize that she’s one of the best won who could ever take care of your son."
Tamasya felt her heart shake violently.
She had never expected feelings this deep from William’s side.
If she were being honest, a small part of her had always believed that one of the reasons William confessed to her was because of her appearance. Shadow had often told her that her face and body would naturally attract n, so she had subconsciously assud that physical attraction played a significant role in William’s feelings.
But now she realized just how wrong she had been.
Overwheld with emotion, she imdiately stepped forward and raised her arms, wanting nothing more than to hug him and drown him in kisses.
But before she could embrace him again, William gently stopped her hands.
Even Anastasia looked surprised by that reaction, though she wisely chose to remain silent.
The irritation he had suppressed returned to William’s eyes once more. He looked at both won carefully before speaking again.
"I hope both of you understand sothing clearly now."
His voice turned colder.
"I did not enjoy tonight’s little test at all. You can’t treat like a pushover just because you feel like I am younger or inexperienced enough to mind about these things."
"If you ladies get into an argunt, sort that out yourselves. Take my help if needed, but never try to make look like a fool like that. You cannot play with fire and expect not to get burned."
"I am a young man, and I do feel the urge to mate with my woman; you cannot just try to asure what I feel about her with the amount of lust I show, nor can you just use it like a dium to sort your own argunts; that is a serious way of undermining here!!"
William spoke with a raised voice, making both won realize their faults. Then his gaze slowly lowered toward Tamasya.
The intensity inside his eyes made her instinctively lower her head slightly, unable to et his stare anymore. The bold and teasing woman from earlier had completely disappeared.
"Mom," William said calmly, "if you ever send Tamasya into my room like that again..."
A dangerous smile slowly ford on his face. "...then I won’t let her leave for at least a week."
Tamasya’s face turned bright red instantly. anwhile, Anastasia visibly stiffened in alarm.
"So, unless you want grandchildren running around the palace soon, please don’t test my patience again. I am already tired of waiting for so long; don’t test my self-control anymore."
Afterward, William gently lifted Tamasya’s chin before leaning close to her ear. His cheek brushed lightly against hers as he whispered, enough that only she could hear.
"Don’t try sothing like that again unless you’re prepared for the consequences."
His voice beca lower and more dangerous. "Next ti, I’ll leave you unable to walk for a month."
Tamasya nearly stopped breathing.
"And for tonight’s offense..." he continued with a faint smirk, "...I’ll thoroughly punish you the next ti you jump onto my lap like that."
His whisper turned softer still.
"I swear, Tammy, you’ll end up begging to stop."
Before either woman could recover from those words, William snapped his fingers. In an instant, both Anastasia and Tamasya were teleported beyond the doorway through the Blink spell.
The doors slamd shut imdiately afterward under the force of his spiritual energy. Tamasya hurried away with an utterly embarrassed expression, her face still burning red from her words.
anwhile, Anastasia stood outside for a few monts in stunned silence before slowly swallowing nervously. For the first ti, she truly felt the overwhelming and unhinged maturity hidden beneath her son’s appearance.
Even so, part of her still believed he had been unnecessarily harsh and rude toward her.
In the end, she rely pouted to herself before walking away in the opposite direction from Tamasya, knowing fully well that the poor Tamasya would not ntally recover from this humiliation anyti soon.
Inside the room, William let out a long breath before grimacing.
"Sheesh... these won are too bad."
"I’m going to see my Sera. Only she can heal now with her gentle voice."
The next instant, his figure disappeared into the Domain of the Infinite.
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