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You never have felt so sluggish in your life. it was hard to move your head and you could hear a high-pitched ringing.
It was hard to breathe.
You vaguely wondered if you could die in a dream…
…oh.
That’s right.
You remembered what happened.
It would explain why you were in so much pain.
It would also explain why you could now clearly hear shouting.
As you blinked your eyes, trying to clear it, you saw long black hair mixed with red.
Lilia.
Vaguely you could see a motion of blur from the corner of your eyes.
He… must have been running…
You were getting sleepy again.
You don’t know how you gathered the courage to lift your hand to his face, but the ruby eyes mixed with magenta brought a sense of comfort.
Then the darkness consumed you.
When you next awoke, you saw the ceiling of a tent.
If the aches in your body said anything, you were very much alive.
“You’re awake.”
…and not alone it seems.
You turned your head towards the voice, eyes meeting ruby red.
Lilia.
“Why did you block that hit?”
You had to clear your throat a few times before talking, “I was tired of seeing sons crying over their oblivious father.”
Malleus’ and Silver’s stricken looks flashed before your eyes.
“I-” General Lilia stopped himself.
For a moment, you thought you saw a mixture of magenta in those crimson eyes before returning to their red hue.
You saw General Lilia Vanrouge grit his teeth and stand straighter.
“What about you? Would no one cry over you?”
“Am I not just a human to you?”
A question for a question.
No answer from either side.
It seemed that was all the energy you had before you succumbed to sleep once more.
But not before seeing a flash of magenta in crimson once more, and feeling the brush of lips on your head.
“I’m sorry, Precious.”
You decided you were going to have a talk with Malleus and whoever else that decided that dreams were allowed to let you feel pain.
It wasn’t fair.
It was a dream and yet it hurt to walk and breathe at times.
But at least there was some positives to these events, General Lilia seemed to soften towards you.
Holding his hand out to you to help walk down uneven roads.
Allowing Silver to make food that you all could eat without worry.
During cold weather, he had even draped his cloak around you, making sure the hood provided you enough warmth.
You and Silver shared a look.
The Lilia you both knew and loved was still there in this Phantom General.
…Especially if the permanent magenta mixed with crimson eyes gave any indication.