希歐多爾很累。

但他強迫自己睜著眼睛，他每隔一小段時間就想要確認那個人是不是還在、還在他的身邊。

但是、那個溫度還在又怎樣呢？不在又怎樣了呢？他不禁自嘲了笑了下。

他望向城堡高聳的、幾乎觸及不到的小窗，四周空曠而安靜，零星睡著幾個剩餘的同伴，而窗戶還是緊閉著的，即使它被挑高在高高的石牆上，這使得整個城堡看起來更壓抑沉悶了。

他那樣看著，輕輕開口唱歌，儘管聲音有些啞了，他的氣息短而平穩，像在訴說一個故事般念出詞句。

A young man walked through the forest,
with his quiver and hunting bow.
He heard a young girl singing,
and followed the sound below.
There he found the maiden,
who lives in the willow.

He called to her as she listened,
from a ring of toadstoodls red.
'Come with me my maiden'
'Come from thy willow bed'

She looked at him serenely,
and only shook her head.

如果月光能灑進來的話，照在獨角獸的銀髮上一定會閃閃發光吧，一定。