Under The Oak Tree Manga -

He lifted her from the chair as if she weighed nothing. She gasped, wrapping her legs around his waist instinctively. He carried her to the bed— their bed—and laid her down on the fur blankets.

Her lips parted in shock. A tear spilled down her cheek. "B-but you… you sleep on the f-floor." Under The Oak Tree Manga

Her hands clenched the book. He saw the battle within her—the stutter that choked her words, the fear that paralyzed her tongue. She wanted to say something. He could feel it. But the words died in her throat. He lifted her from the chair as if she weighed nothing

And outside, the wind rustled the oak's branches, as if the old tree itself was sighing in relief. Her lips parted in shock

He turned and walked into the library.

Now, three months into their marriage, the autumn wind was stripping the oak of its leaves, and Riftan found himself standing at his chamber window, watching the sunset bleed across the Anatolian plains. He could hear her in the adjoining library—the soft, rhythmic thump-thump of a book being closed and opened, closed and opened. A nervous habit. She was waiting for him to come to bed.