I raised one of my eyebrows while tapping my feet impatiently, demanding an answer as to why she was awake in the middle of the night for some stories once again. Her expression became solemn as she turned away from her and continued to write her stories.
"You'll realize what I mean soon enough." She responded to my question in my head keeping her answer vague. I squinted my eyes, glaring at her, she always said, how long is she gonna hide this?
Till she dropped to the ground due to exhaustion and overwork? Till she can't write anymore? Till she died? Why does she keep doing this? I walked towards her grabbing her arm forcefully, gripping it, and not letting it loose. Hideyo was surprised as she turned around with widened eyes.
"How long are you planning to write nonstop you idiot? Do you know how dense and oblivious you are to your mental health? Just look at you right now! You haven't slept for weeks!" I snapped at her with irritation and anger, when she wanted to protest, I didn't let her. I'm not going to listen to her saying:
"You won't understand if you know." I pulled her close to me, picked her up, and put her on the bed.
I began swinging my hand as chains started to tie her up to the bed. She was shocked and tried to move but couldn't.
"Ivar! What are you doing?!" She shouted in a panic tone, I put on an irritated tone, landing my hand on her forehead.
"Putting you to sleep, you need it," I responded stoically, making my magic flow through my hand and into her head.
"Wait stop I need to" I put my hand on her mouth, not letting her talk as the magic kept running through her body. Her body began to weaken as it became tired and her vision turned hazy.
"You're too stubborn," I grumbled, her eyes closed as she fell asleep. I sighed in relief, finally, she was getting some rest. I backed away from her, turning my attention to her book, there were some entries in it. What... Is this?