Tangled By Fate

"I had no idea you were so talented, Arthur," Romana aka Veronica whispered.

Arthur chuckled. "I'm glad you like my acting skill."

"What should we do now? I want to go out and ask others about missing healers." Veronica sat on the bed. She seemed enthusiastic. She was excited as she managed to enter the enemy camp.

Arthur calmed her down, "Easy there. We have to make sure everyone will trust us. Then, we will try to find some information about those missing healers."

Veronica cocked her head. She questioned him, "Why won't they trust us right now? Didn't we do great at acting?"

Arthur tucked the blanket and covered her body. He chuckled and replied, "Silly girl, did you think everyone was like you? Except for you, no one will trust strangers that easily."

"You are one to talk." Veronica sulked. She knew that Arthur trusted her at some point to tell her that he had a side job when he didn't tell anyone else.

She was surprised when he came up with the plan. In a short period, he managed to get his hands on the desert tribe's clothes. When they came close to the army camp of Riverhill, Arthur injured his eye first and then wounded the terrified Veronica.

In the beginning, he gave her the knife. But, she was too scared to leave a scratch on herself. That's why he had to take the responsibility of hurting her into his own hand.

What he didn't expect was that she would become weak quickly after losing blood. He didn't give her a deep wound. He had to admit that he was a bit nervous. He wasn't a healer. He couldn't heal her within a second. She couldn't heal herself either. They would have been in trouble if they were taken by the enemies.

"Does your injury hurt?" Arthur inquired.

"Not at all. It was like I never had the injury in the first place. Remus is the most amazing healer I've ever seen." Veronica admired the healer's skill. She wished her power could be close to his.

Arthur glanced at her. "Why do you think so? All the healers are the same. Didn't you heal me as well?"

"But it's not good enough, is it?" Veronica let out a helpless sigh. She wanted to be a good healer and hoped she could be better after coming to the desert. However, she didn't improve in the slightest. It was so demotivating.

"Are you trying to be modest?" Arthur let out a laugh. "Get some rest. We need to act like we are getting better tomorrow."

"I don't have to act. I'm feeling weak anyway." Veronica laid down. But her eyes were wide open.

Arthur covered her eyes with his hands. "Do you think with open eyes you can fake that you are resting?"

"How can I rest when I'm having an adventure?" Veronica complained to him.

Arthur's voice was lower than usual. "Try counting numbers in your mind. It will help you fall asleep."

When she really fell asleep, Arthur began to regret it a bit. He liked to chat with her. She would say something unpredictable and it would catch him off guard. He enjoyed that feeling.

After coming to the enemy camp, they rested for two days until the healer named Remus declared that they were fine. Later, Alzedro aka Arthur, and his wife Romana wanted to thank everyone for helping them. Since they were short-handed, the high-ranking soldier allowed them to work for them.

Since then, Alzedro became a chef and Romana became a laundry lady. They were both good at their jobs and so they became popular in the camp.

Veronica had no problem with work. She liked working. And, washing clothes was something she liked to do.

However, the problem arose somewhere else.

It was with the bed.

At night, Veronica dragged her tired body to the bed. After washing five hundred stinky clothes, she could barely open her eyes. She changed her clothes and went to sleep.

Just then, Arthur came to sleep as well. As soon as he went to bed to sleep, Veronica became startled. She quickly moved away. "W-what are you doing?"

"Me? Trying to sleep?" Arthur gave her a confused look.

"Why are you in my bed?" Veronica's eyes were filled with distrust.

"Have you forgotten? We are husband and wife now. Of course, they would lend us the same bed." Arthur suddenly understood that she was cautious. He put on a smile and asked her, "Why? Are you being cautious around me? Don't tell me you are waiting for something?" 

And then, he saw Veronica's pale face turn several shades of red. Her red lips quivered but were unable to produce any words.

Arthur was amused by her reaction. He laid down on the bed and assured her saying, "You don't have to worry about anything. I'm quite harmless."

'Is he?' Veronica wondered. She decided to trust him only once. She cautiously lied down beside him. It was a small bed and hard for two people with big bodies to sleep.

She couldn't complain in this war situation. She tried not to touch him while sleeping but it was too much work. There was a single space left after he laid down beside her.

In consideration of war and her mission, she decided to seal her lips for once. The moment she closed her eyes, she drifted to the dreamland. She had no idea what was happening right next to her.

Arthur somewhat envied Veronica for sleeping so soundly. He couldn't sleep when a soft body was being rubbed against his body. He couldn't remember the last time he embraced a woman.

Her soft body and unique smell reminded him of the night he almost ate her alive. Just thinking of her nude body and smooth skin made his blood boil.  He tried not to think about it but her body was letting him do as he pleased. Even though he didn't wish for it, his little brother was getting worked up.

"Haah…" he let out a deep sigh. 'I cannot wait for a peaceful day,' he thought.

But his tomorrow wasn't peaceful. His new day started with chaos.