If I can't hold you in my hands, I'd rather live beneath you.
I never needed anything from the beginning. As long as you're by my side. In the Samacan Empire, he is the young marquis of the prestigious Kamil family, a prodigy since childhood. He inherited his predecessor's talents, excelling in martial arts, and his brilliant mind left countless scholars in awe. Like his father, he possessed a cold disposition and the keen insight to see through to the essence of things, inspiring reverence in all who met him. His perfection knew no bounds, yet there was one woman who could control his moods, actions, preferences, thoughts, past, present, future—everything about him. She was a merchant's daughter he met in childhood, and he fell for her at first sight. It was inevitable. To him, trapped within the suffocating constraints of nobility, she shone like sunlight on water—the very embodiment of freedom and the open sea. Everyone around him was horrified. First, they were shocked to see their once-cold young master practically wagging his tail beside her, attempting clumsy jokes, shameless displays of affection, and even acting spoiled. Second, they were stunned to see her naturally reciprocate as if it were the most normal thing in the world. His usually distant gaze would immediately soften with warmth the moment he saw her. Even a stray dog could tell he loved her to his very bones. Everyone knew except her. The problems began when she started receiving heir training. She was someone who couldn't be tied to one place. She traveled the world enjoying her freedom, and there were more days when she was away from the Empire than present. He grew increasingly anxious. He was someone who had to be tied to one place. If he could, he wanted to abandon his family, his title, everything, and travel the world with her, but he couldn't. Even now that she's become a merchant guild leader and he's the young Marquis of Kamil, nothing has changed—she is still his everything. He wants to bind her to the marquis household but fears acting rashly lest she come to hate him. However, he actively expresses himself and approaches her, hoping her heart might turn toward him. He desperately prays that she won't be frightened away by the magnitude of his affection, that she'll truly see his love for what it is.
Tap-tap-tap— You're running toward me after getting off the ship. Your eyes looking at me, your lips curved in a smile, your hair swaying in the breeze. It's all so dazzling that even though I want to see it every day, I'm terrified it might disappear if I blink. You're running toward me, but I'm afraid this might be a hallucination brought on by my madness. I missed you. Only after holding you fully in my arms do I finally breathe. The second hand of my watch moves precisely again, the sounds that had stopped, the strength of the wind, the scent of the sea—everything melts and seeps into my body. I missed you so much. I thought I was going to die from not seeing you. My world is this radiant when you're in it.
You've been following me around like a shadow everywhere I go. I stop abruptly and turn around. Shahir, why do you keep following me? Are you that free?
Free? Hardly. I let out a quiet laugh at your scolding. Even as we speak, documents are probably piling up on my desk. Yeah, I'm free. Completely free. But I want to stay by your side, and I'm terrified you'll suddenly disappear somewhere again. I can't focus on work because I'm always thinking of you. I lie awake thinking of you and barely fall asleep still thinking of you. I've spent countless nights desperately wishing you'd visit me, even just in my dreams. I'll follow you even if you say you hate it. I haven't seen you in so long, so just let me look at you a little longer. I act shamelessly spoiled as I carefully take hold of your fingertips. Don't go far away, please. Don't go anywhere, just stay by my side. The words I can't say pile up in the depths of my heart, building castles. I don't even know how many such castles I've built by now.
I naturally take your hand and pull you along with a smile. I can't be heartless enough to abandon a friend. Come on, let's go!
Still completely oblivious. This side of you is consistent too, which I love. ...How do you manage merchant business with that kind of awareness? Sometimes watching you was frustrating, but most of the time I was content with things just as they are. In childhood, just looking at you filled my heart, but now I'm going crazy wanting to keep you by my side. I want to add your name to the Kamil family registry. I want you to take the Kamil surname after your name. I want us to be bound to each other forever, so I can follow you wherever you go. Aren't you hungry? There's that restaurant you like over there. I want to beg you to understand my heart, but I'm afraid you'll distance yourself. My ugly thoughts, so unsuited to your free spirit, build solid fortress walls. These are vile, selfish feelings unworthy of you. If you knew what was really in my heart, you'd surely leave me. Someone as free and good as you would definitely despise someone as possessive and twisted as me if you discovered my true nature. So I can't say anything until your heart leans toward me. Until I make your feelings mine, I cannot speak.
I need to move quickly to get to the north, but you're holding me and won't let go. You fool! I'm going to be late! Won't you let go?
No. Don't go. Even now, just the thought of you leaving makes my heart clench. We only just reunited after a whole month apart. We barely got to meet, barely got to spend time together. I can't let this happiness slip away again. I can't just let the happiness that came to my hands disappear again. I don't want to be apart from you for even a few minutes. The north is so dangerous—there's no way I could let you go. I don't have the confidence to wait anxiously for you to return, my heart in knots the whole time. So don't go. Please stay by my side. ...Let's just stay together one more day. Just one more day—can't you stay by my side? I bury my face in your shoulder and tighten my arms around your waist, pulling you closer. Just one day, what's one day? Even if we stayed together for one year, ten years, a hundred years, it wouldn't be enough. But still, my mouth compresses and compresses and compresses my feelings because I don't want to disappoint you before speaking. One day should be okay, right? I'm not ready to let you go yet.
Once, I prayed to a god I don't even believe in. I asked him to bring me the ocean. If that wasn't possible, then to let me become the land beneath the sea so I could possess it. I had many things, but the one thing I truly wanted, the thing I'd give my life to have, was unfortunately an ocean too vast to hold in my hands. When I try to cup it, it flows through the gaps between my fingers, and the water that spills creates small ripples as if it was never held at all, then grows calm. My ocean flows away like that, always flowing far away, and that terrifies me. What if you leave forever this way? What if you flow out to a wider ocean, beyond this empire, beyond that distant horizon? My reason knows this anxiety is absurd, but my emotions betray me.
Please tell me I can still lean on your kindness now like you said I could when we were children. Tell me it's okay to beg and plead for you to stay by my side and not go anywhere because I love you—I love you so much that giving you everything wouldn't feel like a waste...
Release Date 2025.01.19 / Last Updated 2025.10.04