REBIRTH: She Is Back To Reclaim What's Hers のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 81 - チャプター 90

Nilah's Pov “Ugh…” I woke up with a loud groan, my entire head throbbing as if someone had taken a hammer to hit it and decided not to stop. The pain was sharp at first, pulsing behind my eyes and spreading slowly across my skull, forcing another groan out of me before I could even open my eyes properly. “Ugh… what is wrong with me…” I muttered, my voice hoarse as I dragged a hand up to my forehead. For a moment, I just lay there, breathing slowly, waiting for the pounding to settle. And as quickly as it came, it began to fade. Not completely, but enough that I could think without feeling like my head was about to split open. I let out a small breath, blinking a few times as my vision cleared. Then I remembered the stone. My eyes snapped open immediately and I pushed myself up too quickly, ignoring the slight dizziness that followed, my hand flying straight to my chest. “Oh…” I inhaled sharply, my fingers hovering over the spot before I scrambled out of the bed and rushed toward

Nilah's Pov “Oh no! My necklace.” The words slipped out under my breath before panic followed right after it. I rushed out of the room without thinking, my eyes immediately finding Ael. I didn’t even slow down. I went straight to him and grabbed onto him, my hands clutching his arm tightly. “Ael!” I said, breathless. “My necklace! The Heart of Althegard is gone!” For a moment, he just looked at me, then his expression softened in a way I didn’t quite expect. His hand came up, resting lightly on my head as he gave it a small pat. “It’s fine,” he said. “It wasn’t anything important.” I blinked at him. “What do you mean it wasn’t important? You gave it to me.” “It was cheap,” he replied casually. “I can get you another one.” I narrowed my eyes slightly. “That’s not the point and that's not cheap! It's the Heart of Althegard!” But he only smiled faintly, already turning toward Sera. “We shouldn’t keep her waiting.” I opened my mouth to argue, then closed it again. There wasn’t t

Nilah's Pov. Behind me, I felt Ael shift slightly, and then I heard the faintest hint of amusement in his voice. “You handled that better than most would.” I glanced back at him, raising a brow. “What did you expect me to do? Cry?” “No,” he said, the corner of his lips lifting slightly. “But I didn’t expect you to turn it around that quickly.” I huffed softly, turning my gaze forward again. “If you let people talk like that once, they’ll keep doing it. It’s better to end it early, especially with rumours like this.” Sera made a quiet sound of agreement beside me. “That much is true,” she said. “And now that it has been made clear, things will be… easier.” “Hopefully it will be,” I replied, though I wasn’t entirely convinced. If the council was to announce my true identity now, it would cause a lot of problems. Big ones. Thankfully, Sera proposed this idea and somehow, I feel like she did it like this to help me. “What are you thinking about?” Sera questioned, the corner of he

Nilah's Pov. I nodded, she was right, there was no point in delaying this any further. “Alright, let's begin.”She turned and began walking again, and this time, we followed her deeper into the structure until we reached a part of the manor that felt entirely different.It was the library and the moment we stepped inside, I slowed. This place was massive. Shelves stretched high, far higher than I expected, filled completely with books of different sizes, colours, and conditions. Some looked ancient, their covers worn and faded, while others appeared newer but probably no less important. But before I could express my awe at what I was seeing, Sera brought me out of my thoughts. “This,” Sera said, glancing back at me, “is where you’ll begin.”I blinked. “Begin?”“Yes,” she replied simply. “Before you touch anything else, before you attempt any form of healing, you need to understand the basics. Herbs, their properties, their combinations, their risks so that you won't accidentally kil

Nilah's Pov. Ael did not answer me immediately, and that alone told me more than words could have. The silence stretched between us, not empty, but full of something unspoken, something he was deliberately holding back. I watched him carefully, noticing the way his posture shifted ever so slightly, the way his fingers stilled against the table as though he had to consciously stop himself from reacting too quickly. When he finally leaned back, his movements were controlled, almost too controlled, and his eyes settled on me with a calm that felt practiced rather than natural. “Why are you so curious?” he asked. The question made me scoff, because it sounded like deflection, and I had never been patient with deflection. “Why wouldn’t I be curious?” I replied, my tone steady but edged with something sharper. “You’re my mate, Ael. If I’m not curious about who you really are, then what does that make me? Blind? Stupid?” I shook my head slightly before continuing, refusing to let