If she said that, then they must have been married.
"Yes. Because I didn't give up and kept pressing him. When he finally gave in and nodded, I was so happy, so happy that I felt like I might start dancing."
Perhaps recalling that moment, her face that was now covered in wrinkles, softened into a smile like that of a young girl.
Even in death, her feelings for him had surely never changed.
"He must have been a very wonderful person."
"Of course. To me, he was my most beloved husband."
Beastman or human, it didn't matter.
The difference in lifespan wasn't an issue.
What mattered was how deeply she loved him and how deeply she was loved by him.
Even if the time they spent together was short, the happiness he gave her was beyond comparison to the time she had spent as a slave and she loved him for that.
"But before he died, you know, he told me something. He said that after he was gone, he wanted me to find someone else."
"But you didn't?"
