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There is silence for a brief period. The only sounds I can hear are the birds singing above us, the sound of the leaves rustling in the trees, and the nostalgic drumming of my heart. Didn't I decide that I would never fall in love again? Why then? Why can he still cause my heart to beat erratically despite the fact that he injured me and caused my death? Why? “Why?” He softly enquires. I furrow my brows since I am unable to see anything directly in front of me. The world is hazy. What took place? I was tempted to inquire, but I know deep down why my vision is foggy. "What's wrong? Why are you crying?" He repeats his query. His care is something I'm not used to. Since I am aware of how much he detests having someone other than Callia worries for him, I have never been the type to pursue it. I am at a loss for words. Maybe the dust around me caused me to cry. Is that a correct response? However, just as I'm ready to speak, a warm hand slides over my cheeks and strokes the area around
What is the precise definition of love, I wondered? I just now know that what I was feeling was infatuation rather than love. Despite the challenges in their lives, many people decide to love one person. They remain by their side, age, and eventually pass away in peace. They didn't express any regrets about that person for the last time.Time… Since there is no magic strong enough to rewind back time to what it was, my rebirth would not have been conceivable. But eventually, it was feasible. I'm not exactly sure why it took place. The causes and effects of it are unknown to me. But I'm delighted I was able to go back in time so I could make up for all my past wrongdoings.Some others wished they could, but this is my reality. Though, I'm not the only one who suffered catastrophe. This is meant to be my tale as I begin to put myself back together.I fix my gaze on the person standing in front of me. There are bookcases and books all around us. I take up a book that is nearby and flip
“Can I ask you a question, Emma?” I ask. Three days have passed since that incident, and despite the letters, the second prince is sending, I still haven't visited the imperial household. I pretended to be sick, but what I really needed was some rest, and my family let me have it.I support myself by resting my chin on my hands and my elbow on the table. Emma is standing in front of me, and she appears to have seen a ghost by the way her mouth is open, and her eyes are wide.I groan and shake my head before gazing into her eyes.“Milady, are you sure?” She says in a curious manner. I give her the sweetest smile I've ever managed and tell her, "Start acting like me tonight at midnight because I have somewhere I have to be."“Milady, I'm sorry to say—-““Emma, don't worry. Just remain in my bed. Everything will be alright. Got that?”“But Milady---”“Are you sure that's a yes, Emma? You see, I don't accept a no for an answer.”Suddenly, there is the stillness before she finally utters t
"Greetings, young Lady Callia and Viscount Dernst," I say hello to the two people who were surprised by my abrupt entry into their conversation. A woman named Callia appears respectable and is dressed in yellow. Since she attracted the emperor's attention, she has been the empire's, favorite woman.Her lovely pink hair and adorable eyes are perfect for anyone searching for an adorable figure. With her light skin and rounded eyes, she has an angelic appearance. She can't be compared to anyone when someone looks at her because the Dernst family is characterized by the pink hue of their eyes and hair like Viscount Sean Dernst.The Viscount says, "Greetings, Lady Isabella, I'm happy to see you here." I stare at Callia while I nod and grin at him. She appears to fix her eyes on me for a brief while before blinking them away and smiling again.The type of smile that belies many ulterior purposes. I used to have those, but now I have the phoniest version.After a brief exchange of words, I n
There are doors in front of me, as I can see. I hesitantly open the door near mine and stumble into a snowy area next to the imperial residence where I run into that person, a young one. I look at my hands and suddenly feel like a kid again. I look for him as if he is a dear friend.I turn back to the little lad and say, "They say love is terrible, yet I believe love is nothing but some type of delusion." He seems to be having trouble understanding what I'm saying. But one day this little boy will become the same man I know. His words will ultimately result in my death. The same as before, he kept his expressionless, lifeless eyes.“What does love mean to you?” I smile after he inquires. I cradle him and stroke his face. I see how obviously pink they turn. Perhaps the snow is to blame."Your highness, don't you know how to love?" I ask. He arches his eyebrows in unison. Suddenly, his eyes enlarge. But in the end, he nods."I have no idea what that was. Nobody has ever bothered to info
“Execute the witch! Execute her!"“She is a traitor. She should be executed!”“She couldn't have gotten this far without His Highness' thoughtfulness! She deserves to die!”“She had arrived at her proper position, and that was agony!”My ears begin to hear tunes in the chants of the crowd. I keep moving forward only to stop at a sharp object that will later be directed at my neck. The knights standing next to me had me duck as they dragged me into the small gap.They manage to lock both of my hands and my neck to the woods despite my insane laughter.I look at Charles. He has not changed. He gave me a brief moment of his heartless, frigid eyes before Callia blocked it. She kissed him in front of me and everyone else, but she wasn't wrong in doing so. People love her, adore her, and extol her.I feel the exact opposite of that.A man speaks next to me and says, "Despite turning into a traitor, her misdeeds are extensive to the point where death isn't only a righteous retribution to her
The carriage journey seems to be serene the entire time. It is tranquil and soothing. This event filled my first existence to the brim. It is peaceful, but such tragedy occurred.The noble ladies desire to be relaxed. They incorporated luxury into their title. Despite having experienced a fair amount in the past, I don't want to repeat the same mistake. When I consider the silly things I've done, my eyes narrow.Later, I sigh.I look out the window and recognize the location immediately. Even after I did everything I could for that person, the area remains unchanged.The horseman led me to the front of a sizable residence as the carriage came to a stop.The imperial family never runs out of popularity with the populace, much like a powerful monarch. As the servant lets go of my hand, I grinned at him. The smiling imperial servants there grin back at me and direct me to his highness, Prince Casper.But before I can put my feet on the door's threshold, my carriage has already departed t
The young man who was earlier grinning now appears capable of killing anyone. He now presents a different brightness in his eyes than he did earlier. I maintain my position. My right hand roams the wooden lining as I stand close to the chair next to mine.My eyes briefly widen before I turn to look at his hand. He does have a very significant message to convey.He continues, "…and I think you should also be aware of this letter." He no longer has a smile on his lips. Instead, a cunning smirk has taken its place. Not only is he gullible, but the person standing directly in front of me is also excellent at pretentiousness.I sigh.His right hand, which is holding the letter, shakes briefly as the young man puts it on his desk while acting as though he knows something.I squint my eyes.“However, in addition to the black letter, have you also received a book, a black book, your highness?”“A black book?” He inquires. His brows furrow and I can see astonishment and then intrigue in his ey