All Chapters of Her Reversed Time: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Hades was holding my waist while walking straight to the entrance of the Imperial Palace. How can I not forget? The Emperor is waiting at the entrance, which is why he's guarding me...too much. We stopped 5 meters away from the Emperor before I lay low and bended down. "Greetings to the Sun of Sylvestre Empire," I carefully greeted. "It has been difficult for you, did you had a tough life with those scumbags?" I grinned before I raised my head and smiled softly. His question was like mocking me for being stupid, but he's wrong. "It was very tough your Majesty but thanks to his Highness, I was able to escape from them without broken limbs to worry about." He didn't even look like he's worried that I'm in danger, he's worried that the reputation of the Imperial Palace will be at stake the moment when the Sylvestrian people will notice about my disappearance. He's pertaining to himself on that "scumbag" that

"How is everything?" I asked. He stumbled upon answering my question. "I told you, everything is going according to your plan. The only problem is that boy...Trevor.""He's a man," I hissed and rest my chin on my palm. "What about him?" I asked. "There's something wrong about him. Not only the color of his soul, but his actions are too repulsive. He's crazy over you," he said. I chuckled while looking straight to the pen I am fidgeting on my fingers. "Why? Did he kill some knights while trying to find me?" His eyebrows furrowed before he shook his head. He took the vacant chair and placed it in front of me. He sat on the chair and crossed his legs, manly. "I've never seen a soul like yours and him. It's difficult to explain in words, but I can say that it's filled with darkness. However, there is a difference between yours and him."He place the empty glass on the table. "That glass is you, your soul is l

The crumble sound from the teardrops weren't able to hide the bitterness of the footsteps from the lonely soul—thy dress in pure white. I fathomed that every footsteps were concealed with deep meaning. She was walking and walking...and walking that I could memorized her figure from her long sunrise hair, dancing along with the unsteady wind so as the wavering dry leaves were wandering in the void space. Melancholy and a fainted pictures appeared before my eyes, memories that I didn't want to go back yet I didn't want to forget. I memorized every single detail of those messy pictures ascending above on the dreary sky. Her footsteps were creating a pattern of emotions—it was empty and sorrowful. As thy cold wind touched my skin, I retrieved that the lonely soul was part of my memories. I felt disgust about those flickering scene that I didn't expect to see again. What is this? A nightmare? A dream? Or maybe i

Talia's pov. Mind of mine was in its peaceful state, caught up with the silence of the whole room. Lately, I've been grasping the scent of old books I've always read in the past. I missed the old times, the scent of books and painted calligraphy so as discerning the dust particles in the air from the old bookshelves. While I am sipping the tea from my teacup, I was reminiscing the old good times when I was still at my teenage years. I was the lady who chose to stay silent and lived a life without getting involved into any tensions. "Rumors that the nobles failed to pass their request about abolishing your crown. That's why the Sylvestrian people are creating a ruckus outside the Imperial Palace to surrender the imperial seal," Declan said. I hummed and put the teacup on the table. "I guess they aren't good enough," I mumbled. A servant suddenly arrived while holding a tray of glass of water and a medicine. "Greetings,

  The sky wears a mix color of black and gray. I cast about some luscious voice but heard the whisper of the cold wind that will likely bring downpour and thunder.Later I witnessed the cloudburst of little white flowers so as all the grievance and mourning that spreads sorrow to the entire atmosphere.I literally donʼt understand the unforseen happenings but wished for all of them to quit whining. Seconds had passed, I saw myself somewhere deep in a cold stratum. I didnʼt realize that darkness offered tranquility in this overwhelming situation. It goes like this all the time, I miss everything that I had back then such as the chirping of the little birds that creates a soothing melody. Ocean waves rage and banged through the sea rocks. Itʼs been too long since Iʼve seen the dawn so as the sun that peeks through the mountain and greets a good morning. I havenʼt seen the stars and the moon and couldnʼt grasp a chance to acquaint them all my lamentations and