"And someday I'll forget everything... except you."
...there in the shelter of her room, lying on her bed, she remembered again how his body had fit perfectly with hers, his huge and long arms around her, she moved her head in a failed attempt not to feel what she felt without betraying what she had already let go some time ago.
The memory of Gilbert gradually faded to the point that she no longer recognized him in Dietfried's face, every time she looked for a feature or a detail that once made him shine, today it no longer existed, she no longer compared him, Dietfried was completely another piece in the puzzle of her life.
But, even so, every time she felt the memory of Gilbert disappear the guilt found spaces in which to grow like a leafy vine around her heart, and it was that which prevented her from being honest with herself and her feelings.
Her eyes closed trying to find some vague answer to her questions in some brief dream, but perhaps, tonight would not be so sweet but a brief nightmare.
...
That morning, after Dietfried's return after so much longing for him to come back alive from that terrible tragedy, Violet had already adjusted almost perfectly to this new life without wars, without blood, without being dedicated like a doll to destruction, today she was a completely different person and maybe, just maybe Gilbert in his memory would have smiled to see her finally rejoicing in a happiness for which he once fought and lost his life.
Violet left her room in a hurry, forgetting to fix her hair, she ran through the corridors of the second floor, turned to another one crossing the hall and went down the stairs, when she entered the great hall she met her gaze to that blue pupil, great was her surprise that with the sunlight she could realize what she had not noticed the night before. Dietfried was only wearing a white shirt without a tie and with some buttons unbuttoned, revealing the bandages, both arms were also bandaged and his face was full of scratches and a patch on his cheek, his right hand was also completely bandaged and while Violet's gaze processed everything she saw until it reached his face, Dietfried smiled with regret.
Dietfried assured her that he was fine, but she could tell from that look that the battle had been painful, but he was still smiling at her, but she knew better, if it was about war, she knew better.
"...that was her magic, even on the darkest days, she could see the sunset."
During the day violet did not take her eyes off the whereabouts of young master Buganvillea, but he did not leave his room all day. perhaps the wounds were deeper than she really believed.
Violet returned to her room, and in the darkness of her space the stars and the moon illuminated her way, she lay down on her bed until she fell asleep, by the time she woke up it was still night and she was alone, but then she noticed a silhouette sitting on her bed, looking at her, she moved her head and rubbed her eyes trying to focus her sight until she found Dietfried.
One of her hands was trapped in Dietfried's, who without looking at her from one moment to the next said "Never stop looking at me violet evergarden" she squeezed his hand before standing up and looking back at her, her slightly flushed face made it impossible for her to react or even move.
hastily Dietfried dared to steal a kiss, but violet still didn't react and stole another one and without separating from her he dared to investigate as far as he could go, making their union a little more intimate, but in violet's mind and heart and as Dietfried's arms wrapped around her and as Dietfried's hair fell over violet's face was that some words came back to burn from deep inside her "what are you doing violet? "Gilbert's inaudible words echoed from the depths of her being.
Dietfried noticed the tears in her eyes as he kissed her, then he stopped, with his bandaged hands he tried to wipe away his tears, but Violet would not stop. Violet pulled away from him "I can't" were the words that came out of her mouth.
Dietfried stunned tried to calm her down, but Violet dismally ran out of the room and out of the house aimlessly and in her pajamas.
"at least we're under the same sky."
