The Bored Immortal

"That's easy...By spending time with each other. Why don't you come over to my place when you are free?" Viktor asked.

Nyissa became flustered, "Y-Your place? B-But...I have my duty—"

"Nyissa," Voroz chimed in and said, "You can protect the world from anywhere...not only here. Besides, you have been staying here for centuries. It's time you explore the world and broaden your horizons."

"Okay...I will come over when I am ready…" Nyissa said in a low voice while evading Viktor's gaze.

Voroz then looked at Viktor and asked, "Are you sure you don't want to stay here for a couple days? My people can put up a good accommodation for you and your friend. You can even explore our home and see things you might not have seen before."

Nyissa looked up to see what Viktor was going to say.

Viktor let out a sigh and said, "I wish I could. But right now some people are waiting for me back at home. But I will come here again soon for sure. How could I miss out on the chance of exploring things here?"

Nyissa's lips pressed together tightly upon hearing that Viktor was leaving today itself. Still, she couldn't help but feel a little excited and nervous about going to his place soon.

"No problem. That sounds good enough. But we have to announce the engagement between you two today and hold a small ceremony. Of course, I won't be revealing your true background or history today. All I will tell them is that you are the son-in-law I chose. Hope you are alright with that, son-in-law?"

"Of course. I will see you later then, father-in-law," Viktor said with a smile.

Nyissa, escort your fiance when he leaves," Voroz said as he and Viktor got up.

Nyissa got up with a baffled expression, seeing how these two were addressing each other.

Were they not aware that she was here? But she didn't know she was going to get engaged with Viktor today as well. It made her heart feel the jitters. However, she knew this was only a ceremony to officially become fiances to each other.

Nyissa felt as if her life was not going to be the same anymore and said, "Okay, father."

After bidding farewell to the patriarch, Viktor and Nyissa walked out while Nyissa was strangely silent, her head lowered.

Viktor chuckled and whispered behind her ear, "Can you hold my hand?"

Nyissa's brows raised as she strongly whispered, "What are you talking about? Others might see us!"

Nyissa quickly scanned her surroundings to see if anyone heard him or if anyone else was around. But fortunately, nobody was in the hall.

Viktor felt amused and wanted to tease her more, "Come on. The patriarch is going to announce your engagement to me soon. So, even if people see us acting like a couple, they would soon understand. Besides, we already kissed. Can you not indulge your future husband with this?"

Nyissa's face heated up a bit, hearing him talking about their first kiss, and hurriedly said, "Okay, okay."

She awkwardly grabbed his hand like grabbing a weapon, making Viktor let out a chortle. Still, Nyissa had no idea why she was feeling nervous, and her eyes were constantly looking around like a hawk.

"What? I am holding your hand?" Nyissa asked in pure confusion while feeling petulant, seeing how he was laughing.

Viktor raised his hand along with her and asked, "Is this how you hold your fiance's hand? Let me show you the real way," Viktor spread out his palm and entwined his fingers with her soft slender fingers, making Nyissa unconsciously squirm her hand nervously within his strong grip.

"This is how you hold your man's hand," Viktor whispered in her ear while holding her dainty hand.

Nyissa's ears flushed red, feeling his hot breath and hearing himself call her man as his warm hand spreading warmth through hers.

She never knew holding a man's hand, especially his, would feel like this. A sense of excitement and tension was filling her body at the same time.

She was tense that others might see her holding a man's hand while excited to explore these never before explored feelings.

However, within a few moments, as her thoughts settled down, she felt that his hand not only made her feel warm but very comfortable and safe as well.

It was as if she was in the presence of an indestructible shield, shielding her from all harm, especially when she raised her head to look at his charming side-profile.

Her hand unconsciously stopped squirming and instead was beginning to embrace his warmth while feeling it natural to hold his hand.

She then made a final decision in her mind to push forward with what her instincts were telling her and not reject it.

Some maids and servants were walking in their direction, but Nyissa didn't seem bothered by their subtle glances in her and Viktor's direction.

Her expression also relaxed, and instead, a small radiant smile was hanging on her lips. Everyone else who subtly took sneak peeks at these two was shocked to see their Young Mistress holding hands with an unknown man even though they knew this man was a guest.

But in their perspective, he was still like a stranger they had never seen before. So why did their Young Mistress seem so intimate with this man? What was the world coming to?

They also noticed how relaxed and happy Nyissa's expression seemed and wondered if they were dreaming or not since they couldn't remember the last time their Young Mistress seemed this content.

However, they had to admit that looking at these two from afar, these two perfectly suited each other. One was as handsome as immortals, while their Young Mistress was even more dazzling than the stars.

Viktor noticed the sudden change in Nyissa and felt happy, but at the same time, he was curious about what was going on in her mind.

As they came out of the courtyard, Laynar, who was hiding behind one of the smaller buildings in an unsuspicious manner, had his eyes widened and quiver upon seeing Nyissa coming out while holding a man's hand, Viktor's hand!

*Crunch!*

"No…" He, who was pretending to be arranging wooden logs behind the building, unconsciously crushed the sturdy one in his hand to bits and pieces upon seeing these two.