The northern continent was a land of breathtaking, endless plains. The cold weather was as harsh as Arkel’s winters, but the vast, open snowy fields made the chill seem insignificant to Yuel and Theo. The sheer beauty of the landscape filled them with awe, allowing them to momentarily forget the biting cold.

Surrounded by such grand nature, they were constantly reminded of how small and insignificant humans truly are.

Yuel had always dreamed of traveling far and wide, longing to break free from the routines of Arkel and explore every corner of the world. Theo, as long as he was by her side, was willing to follow her anywhere. Their journey began in Moya, a region in the northern continent renowned for its pristine, untouched natural beauty. Moya’s mountain ranges featured jagged cliffs, with snow that remained dazzlingly white year-round.

They were making their way across these mountains, aiming to reach the city of Taian on the other side. They now stood in the Taian Mountain Range, a vast range that connected Moya to Taian.

Yuel and Theo knew that if they traveled through Seyon and Arkel, they would be recognized almost everywhere. But in the northern continent, few people knew who they were. Yuel was quite pleased by this. Without the constant attention of curious onlookers, she felt more relaxed and at ease.

As they journeyed through the heart of the Taian Mountain Range, they stumbled upon a secluded and tranquil farm. It was run by an elderly couple who lived a simple life, raising white goats. The couple greeted them warmly, delighted to have visitors after so long.

Enchanted by the sweeping views from the farm, Yuel and Theo decided to stay for about a week. Although the elderly couple initially refused any form of payment, Yuel’s persistence in offering them more than fair compensation eventually won them over.

Yuel didn’t want to disrupt the couple’s way of life, but she felt compelled to contribute in some small way. The room the couple graciously offered them welcomed the morning sun, which filtered through delicate lace curtains, casting a golden glow. After a night of tender closeness, Yuel and Theo awoke to the gentle warmth of the white sunlight. They enjoyed freshly milked, creamy milk, along with homemade cheese and bread, and eggs gathered that very morning.

Their afternoons were spent exploring the farm, hiking in the nearby mountains, reading books, or simply talking with one another. There was never a shortage of things to discuss. Most of their conversations centered on themselves — their thoughts, feelings, and reflections on both their past and present.

They shared deeply how they felt then and how they felt now.

As they unraveled their thoughts and emotions, they discovered a deeper understanding of each other, causing them to fall even more in love. This time together felt so precious and fulfilling that they often wondered why they hadn’t ventured into each other’s hearts sooner.

For Theo, living as Noel at times and Cane at others, this journey was not only about exploring new places but also about exploring the different facets of himself. Each name represented a part of his identity, and with Yuel, he felt free to embrace both sides without fear or hesitation.

Yuel understood the differences between Noel, Cane, and Theo better than anyone. Without making a conscious effort, she naturally adjusted to each persona, responding to them in her own gentle and intuitive way. Of course, there were still aspects of their coexistence that she didn’t completely grasp. Yet, her love for Theo had grown stronger than ever, and she was dedicated to understanding him—not as a doctor, but simply as Yuel Estine, her true self.

She had chosen to love Theo in all his complexities and variations. Noel was a part of Theo, and so was Cane. Each had their own presence, yet they all inhabited the same person. Yuel had resolved to coexist with each of them, embracing the whole of Theo as he was. It was a decision rooted in acceptance and love, a promise to stand by him no matter what.

Theo no longer kept his inner thoughts hidden from Yuel, and he was transparent about his condition. Cane, who sometimes took control, would often say to her, “Yuel, if you want me to take the medicine, I’ll gladly comply. I’ll do as you wish.” In recent days, the three men within Theo—Theo, Noel, and Cane—had begun to align closely, so Cane’s words carried Theo’s intentions as well.

Yuel would quietly watch Cane as he spoke. His sharp demeanor and cool charisma remained unchanged, but with her, Cane was always gentle and considerate. He looked at her with the cautiousness of a wounded hunting dog, careful not to show even the slightest hint of pressure or force.

Their gentle patience had begun to transform their relationship in profound ways. Cane’s voice, laced with sincerity, broke the silence.

“I don’t want to do anything that scares you anymore.”

In response, Yuel’s voice was soft but steady.

“Right now, I’m not scared.”

This journey together had reshaped their bond deeply. They were no longer two individuals struggling to navigate the complex dynamics of Theo’s personalities, but partners embracing every facet of each other with understanding and trust.

Initially, even though Yuel had forgiven Theo, a part of her still held onto fear. It was a deeply ingrained fear, etched into her being—a fear that would surface whenever her body became overly sensitive or reactive. She couldn’t help but feel wary when her body responded instinctively, a lingering reminder of past experiences.

But Cane, Theo, and Noel never rushed her. They were patient, always taking their time. Their touches were gentle, their words soothing, reassuring her until she felt safe. They showed the same patience and tenderness as they had back when they were trapped together in that collapsed warehouse, a memory of shared vulnerability and trust.

Over time, Yuel began to regain her stability. Slowly, she felt the lingering fear loosen its grip, replaced by a growing sense of security and comfort.

One day, Yuel looked at Cane, her voice filled with a quiet certainty.

“Cane, you always want to see me, don’t you? And the same goes for Noel.”

“Of course.”

Cane replied, his voice calm and sincere. It was a simple answer, but one that carried the weight of her commitment and unspoken devotion.

“I want to see you too.”

Yuel admitted honestly, her words hitting Cane right in the heart. Yuel had an uncanny ability to deal with someone like him – wild and untamed. Whenever Cane stood in front of her, he lost the will to be free. All he wanted was to do what she wanted, what would make her happy.

“So… stay by my side.”

Cane’s lips couldn’t resist and they met Yuel’s in a kiss. Standing in front of the farmhouse, the cold wind from the mountains blowing in their hair, they exchanged breaths again and again. Despite the touch, there was always an aching sense of longing.

They were closer than ever, totally connected.

***

“Mio said she’s coming to Taian. Rophel is coming too.”

“Rophel too?”

Noel wrapped his arms around Yuel from behind, planting a soft kiss on her hair as he curiously repeated her words. They had finished their day and returned to their room, sharing warm tea and biscuits as they chatted.

Noel was a good person to talk to.

He understood Yuel’s personality better than anyone, knew her books intimately and could read her heart. When she had been imprisoned, Noel’s kindness and gentleness had been unbearable, a painful contrast to her grim reality.

But now that all the bitterness of the past was gone and they were sharing their hearts, the time she spent talking to him brought her a sense of peace.

“Maybe… it seems they want to see Theo.”

“Rophel isn’t really the type to do that…”

Noel tilted his head in confusion. Then, as if it didn’t matter, he buried his nose in Yuel’s neck, his breath brushing gently against her skin.

The fact that he could love Yuel so freely, without resentment or pain, always filled Noel with gratitude and overwhelming joy. Every action he took and every word he spoke was imbued with this emotion.

“It tickles.”

Yuel pulled away from Noel with a lighthearted laugh. He looked down at his now empty arms, a faint smile of resignation on his face.

“I just want to hold you a little longer.”

Noel’s grumbling expression was too endearing and made Yuel burst out laughing. It was an expression she had never seen from Cane or Theo.

Annoyed by her laughter, Noel pushed Yuel onto the bed and climbed on top of her.

A playful wrestling match ensued, the sound of laughter echoing through the room. The laughter soon faded.

Noel’s lips pressed against Yuel’s and his soft tongue slipped into her mouth, intertwining with hers. Their tongues rubbed against each other with a wet intimacy, and her waist quickly heated in response.

“Haah…”

A silver cord lingered between their parted lips, and the sound of heavy breathing filled the air.

“Yuel, I want to touch you.”

Noel’s large hand caressed Yuel’s cheek, the warmth of his touch sending a flutter through her heart. His thumb traced gently along the edge of her cheek, carrying a weight of tender passion.

His gaze was deep and solemn.

Every night since the middle of their journey, they had joined their bodies. It was as if they were making up for all the time they had been too afraid to connect, passionately seeking and savouring each other.

Noel always felt a pang of regret when she seemed frightened. He had been reluctant to touch Yuel since their time together in Goldrain’s captivity. Even now, his caution remained. He was always cautious, worried that she might be frightened or hurt, constantly checking on her.

Yuel pulled Noel’s neck towards her first and their lips met again. A soft moan escaped Noel’s mouth.

A large hand slipped into his t-shirt, pushing his underwear away and gently squeezing his ample chest.

“Ha…”

Yuel’s head tilted back as a hot breath escaped her lips. His large hand had always brought her pleasure. Having been unable to enjoy her neck earlier when she moved away, Noel now buried his face in it, planting soft kisses and drawing deep against her skin. The scent of her flesh made his mind go numb.

The skin under his hand was so soft it felt like it could just melt away.

His thumb stroked lazily over her er*ect n*pple. The convex texture against his fingers was ticklish and er*tic.

“Hmmm, ha…”

A giddy moan soaked his ears.

Noel kissed her beautiful lips again and again. Each time he had them, he couldn’t quite tell if it was real or just a dream.

He was always so intoxicated by her that he couldn’t keep his wits about him.

Again and again Noel circled her n*pples, rubbing and stimulating them until he lowered his face and took one of the bulging n*pples in his mouth, s*cking it in and licking the ar*ola and the bare n*pple hole.

“Ahhhhhh…”

Under Noel’s gentle, slow touch, Yuel’s hips arched upwards. He slid his hand under her waist and pulled her body closer to his. Slowly, her pajama bottoms and underwear were pulled down from under her raised body.

He slid his hand under her waist and pulled her body closer. Slowly her pajama bottoms and underwear were pulled down from under her raised hips.

Even as he removed his trousers, Noel continued to nibble on the other br*ast, slowly licking the n*pple.

Yuel clung to him, panting and moaning. Noel pulled back slightly and looked down at the dishevelled Yuel. His eyes were deeper and more turbulent than ever.

“Please undress me too.”

Noel whispered to Yuel. His wet voice made her legs clench. His p*ssy tingled. With trembling hands, Yuel lifted Noel’s shirt, his hair falling messy.

Noel let out a soft, pleasant laugh. But when Yuel started to remove his trousers, he couldn’t laugh anymore. Instead he kissed her, helping to guide her movements. Yuel’s clothes fell to the floor and their bodies collided again.

Noel’s body settled firmly between her spread legs and he moved his hips slowly, rubbing his hard, er*ect p*nis against Yuel’s pubic hair, the hard flesh rubbing against the cl*toris that protruded beneath the pubic hair.

“Oh, Noel…!”

“Yuel, I… I’m in a hurry.”

Noel kissed her ear repeatedly and then murmured. His deep voice was so s*xy it sent goosebumps up Yuel’s earlobes. Although the three men had always made Yuel wet and exhausted, Noel’s words expressed their intention to cum inside her right now.