Chapter Thirty-Eight: Aislin — The Bride of Eternal Winter
After stabilizing my body, I turned to my right—and the sight that met my eyes stole my breath,as though the heavens themselves had woven a dream from memory and laid it before me.
Aislin stood there in her new human form,bathed in a gentle lunar radiance,the silver glow dancing across her pale skin like whispers of moonlight on untouched snow.
In her eyes lay a profound stillness—the stillness of the deep sea where light and darkness meet in an eternal, sacred silence.
For a moment, I felt as if time itself had stopped,granting me alone the privilege to behold that tranquil beauty—a beauty not crafted… but born of frost and destiny alike.
She appeared before me like a forgotten legend,risen from the ancient ice—a being woven from purity and reverence,the living embodiment of serene majesty that needed no words.
Her white hair, streaked with faint shades of blue,flowed behind her like a glacial waterfall,swaying softly in the cold breeze,a poem written in light itself.
Along its tips shimmered a delicate glow,like the moon smiling upon the snow.
Her face was a rare masterpiece—a harmony of peace and
grandeur,celestial gentleness veiling the strength of royalty,and a beauty so pure it transcended the realm of mortals.
Her figure was balanced in perfect grace,every line and motion blending into the next with an elegance found only in beings born of magic itself.
Her slender waist, her calm movements—a fusion of femininity and regality—breathed life into the very snow around her.
Her white gown, embroidered with blue gemstones,flowed with majestic softness around her body.
Faint silver patterns shimmered along the fabric,as if she were draped in a fragment of the polar heavens.
Her expression carried both coldness and warmth,resolve and tenderness—a paradox only one with ancient dragon blood could embody.
Even her crystalline horns did not diminish her beauty;instead, they crowned her presence
with a regal aura reminiscent of the first ages of dragons.
I stood there in silence, gazing at her—and my heart, once steadfast and still,beat wildly, as though it had just discovered eternity.
That single moment was enough for me to realize—I had fallen in love with her once more.
Deeper than ever before.
Truer than any promise I had ever made.
I looked at her and whispered softly,my voice gentle as a drifting breath of winter air:
"Aislin…you are beautiful—far beyond what I ever imagined,beyond what words could ever contain,and beyond what my very soul can endure."
A faint blush bloomed upon her cheeks beneath the moonlight,and she smiled shyly—a tender, fragile smile that made even the ice around us seem to bow in reverence before her.
Aislin spoke softly, her voice carrying a shy warmth, a gentle tremor laced within each word: Thank you, Eison… you too… I think I've fallen in love with you again,my husband."
Her words froze in the air—and for a heartbeat, I felt my heart stop,only to resume beating with a force beyond description.
I slowly reached out and took her hands in mine.
They were warm, despite the cold surrounding us—as if they had been created to shatter the frost of the world itself.
When I looked into her eyes,I saw the sparkle of stars over a field of clear ice—a light so pure, so true, it could only be reality itself.
Really? I whispered.
She didn't answer.
Instead, she simply smiled—a quiet, serene smile that made everything else fade away.
Then she lifted her face toward me,her lips trembling faintly between modesty and yearning,before she spoke in a soft, trembling voice:I want to be with you… now.
I don't want to think…and I don't want to be apart any longer."
For a moment, I couldn't speak.
All I could do was pull her gently into my arms,as if holding her could somehow rearrange the chaos in my heart.
I whispered near her ear,my voice barely more than a breath:Alright, my dear… as you wish."
She lifted her face to me again,and in that instant, silence fell—a silence deeper than words,truer than any confession.
I looked into her eyes
and saw reflected within them my own being—my soul,and perhaps every lifetime that had ever bound us together without our knowing.
I leaned closer—and no words were needed anymore.
Only that moment remained,a moment that contained everything.
I kissed her softly—a quiet, gentle kiss that was not merely the meeting of lips,but a silent, eternal promise: a vow of return, of protection,of love that would not melt, even if time itself were to break.
The world around us faded into a tender stillness,even the air seemed to freeze in reverence for that instant.
When we parted, our breaths mingled,her eyes still closed—as if she feared awakening from a dream she never wished to end.
I smiled faintly and whispered in a tone only her heart could hear: Aislin… when I'm with you,it feels as though this entire universe exists solely to bring us to this moment."
She slowly opened her eyes,and the reflected light of the ice made her appear
like a celestial spirit, too pure for this world.
She lifted her hand, brushed my cheek, and whispered softly: Eison…
She spoke my name
as though the universe itself meant nothing beside it.
Then she smiled—and as I gazed at her, I realized that in that single moment,there was nothing else I could ever need again.
I smiled with calm confidence and leaned closer until my breath brushed against her ear, whispering softly—like a breeze gliding over snow: Let's continue… somewhere more private.
She lifted her gaze to me, and the shimmer of modesty in her eyes mingled with a faint flame of longing.
I embraced her gently, and the moment our arms met, a soft white light surrounded us, as if the stars themselves had chosen to shield us from the world's gaze.
In the blink of an eye, we found ourselves in a chamber bathed in a warm halo of spiritual light—nothing else existed there but us.
Just her and I, in a realm where no sound could reach except the rhythm of our hearts.
Aislin sat on the edge of a bed adorned with transparent blue crystals, clear as ice. She looked at me with eyes shimmering with shyness and sincerity, and said in a quiet voice—as though afraid to break the spell of the moment: Will… we marry, like humans do?
I chuckled softly and stepped closer until her breath brushed against my face.
Perhaps not like humans… but as dragons do—when devotion binds them as one.
I placed my hand upon her cheek, her features trembling with emotion, then kissed her forehead—a gentle kiss, like a silent promise.
A promise of protection… and eternity.
She raised her hand tenderly to touch my face. Her fingers were cold as ice, yet they left a warmth deep in my heart.
Our eyes met—and for that fleeting instant, it felt as though all worlds had folded into those eyes.
Aison…" she whispered my name as if calling my soul from across the ages.
I leaned even closer, until there was but one breath between us, and kissed her—a long, soft, pure kiss.
It was not merely a kiss, but a union of souls—where frost met flame,and sky met earth.
In that moment, I felt the whole of existence bow in reverence to our union, as though time itself had halted to witness the dawn of a new era.
When we finally parted, her eyes sparkled like stars, and her trembling voice carried both honesty and bashfulness: This… is more than I ever dreamed of, Aison."
I placed my hand over her heart and whispered like an oath: From this moment on… there will be no you and I—only us. Two souls born of the same light, flowing through a single vein."
Once again, the light surrounded us.
The walls of the room faded away, leaving us suspended in a serene white space—no beginning, no end.
Only us—two beings merged in an unbreakable vow, as the halo around us rose, as though the heavens themselves blessed our eternal bond.
Yet deep within, I knew… this was not the end.
It was but a small moment on a longer path that still awaited us.
There were still those waiting for me—my green wife, Bing Hua… and my blue wife, Xue Lan.
Each bore a different presence, a beauty unlike the other—one like the gentle warmth of spring's light, the other like the pure chill of winter.
I looked down at Aislin resting in my arms, unconscious, a faint smile upon her lips.
I smiled softly and whispered in my heart: Each of you is a part of me… and every moment like this—is a new beginning."
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