At my question, Perez put his thoughts together for a moment and then started talking.
“That dream…”
It was still early in the morning, and his voice was soft enough to make me want to go to sleep again.
But the more the explanation continued, the more I woke up.
“Uh… So you mean you saw the world tree in your dream, right?”
“Rather than seeing, I reached out my hand and touched it. But the feeling…”
Perez held his right hand still, then opened it.
As if the feeling was still clear.
“How did it feel?”
“Hmm.”
A smile slowly appeared on Perez’s face.
“It was warm. It was comfortable.”
“I- I see.”
This is a conception dream.
Perez had a conception dream.
“Tia?”
When I didn’t say anything, Perez called, tilting his face toward me.
“Oh, no. Nothing.”
I said, lying down on the bed again to control my facial expression.
“Let’s go back to sleep. It’s still too early.”
“…Shall we?”
After checking Perez lying down next to me, I looked up at the ceiling and blinked blankly.
There is no concept of conception dream in this world.
There are legends that are made up in fairy tales that children sometimes read, such as that when a hero was born, a star fortune-telling from the Bible appeared.
But it wasn’t me, it was Perez who had a conception dream.
‘Then does this child’s conception dream become the world tree?’
I was puzzled.
The conception dream was the world tree, which was very grand and like my child.
Above all, the world tree is the symbol of Lombardi.
As I glanced at the seat next to me, Perez’s eyes were a little dim in the meantime. I hesitated for a moment and said.
“Hey, Perez.”
“Yes, Tia.”
“If the schedule goes well, would you like to stay in Lombardi tomorrow, or even tonight?”
“Today, too?”
“Yes. I think I’ll be busy preparing for the wedding during the daytime anyway, and let’s have a proper meal in the evening that we couldn’t share yesterday.”
As if he had never thought that I would make such an offer, Perez made a surprised face.
Then he smiled broadly like a child who received a gift.
“Yes, let’s do that.”
“I’ll tell the chef to prepare comfortable food.”
“Tia.”
Perez slowly approached me.
As he moved his body, I heard the sound of crumpling bed sheets around my ears.
“Thank you for giving me a chance to make up for it.”
Warm lips touched my forehead.
It was the warmth that always reassured me.
