Chapter 2: Chapter 2: 1st life
I opened my eyes and squinted at the really bright lights on the ceiling and the crystals surrounding the area.
The marble floor stretched along the walls, and the crystal glass that reflected the light above made the room bright. The soft bed I'm lying on feels warm, and this place looks like a tomb. I felt some movement beside me and looked. I saw him. I looked at his mature face, thick eyebrows, brown hair, and serene glow of light that made his aura peaceful. I stared some more and started to get annoyed.
I got up, he mumbled and opened his eyes, and I smiled, saying, "The sleeping beauty is finally woken; good morning, Chris." Christian Louise Reinhart, The illegitimate royal child that I left when I got decapitated. This cute guy always follows me like a duckling, asking me about his responsibilities as part of the royal family because illegitimate children can't join lectures, and even though he is older than me, I treat him like a little brother.
He looked at me, deeply engraving my existence in his mind. He took my arms and pulled me back to bed. I fell on him and said, "I'm still dreaming." I fell silent. I looked at him and smiled with a hidden threat: "Your Highness, you are hard". He froze and looked at me again, then looked down. He opened his mouth but never said anything. His eyes got red. He choked and sobbed. He hugged me tight. He said, "You don't know how I longed for you." He looked miserable. Damn, he indeed longed for me… hard too. My face blushed.
I slapped his back hard, hugged him tighter, and smudged my face on his chest. Hearing his heartbeat go faster, I looked up to him and said, "I'm here." This brat is not that kid anymore. Anyway, I'm still older than him; I've lived 21 lives. He closed his eyes and went back to sleep. I had never seen him this exhausted; it felt like his only solace was in my arms. That was impossible before I died, He managed to create the strongest organization hidden under the public's eyes; even the royal family couldn't move them. "Letlicia" had an immense amount of information and the highest bounty nobles commissioned.
Reminiscing the time we first met in the thunderstorm finish dealing with getting information about person i wanted to hire this person is perfect and really dangerous i have to risk this then make my identity darker this life he is so slippery hard to get details of him my last resort is "Letlicia". Everyone who makes a request for information, finishes it, and then leaves will always be followed by their people for safety.
I was in a carriage being chased by assassins the carriage broke i run in the forest i tripped a lot and hid i can never outrun a assassin i was in panic i tried to stay quite as i can and wait for the "Letlicia's" Next thing i knew theres a knife near my neck before i got stab He showed up the assassin died. i looked at the dead person in horror and look up to him our eyes met the cold different colored eyes gray and blue made me shiver, I stood still he looked at me then walk up to me scared i close my eyes he remove his robe and making me wear them then he left.
Remembering them and looking at this fine young man, his eyes no longer look so cold that they could bring winter into the spring season. I wonder what happened when I was away. I'm going to ask him when we both wake up. I yawned, laid on top of him, and covered us with blankets. I closed my eyes and went to sleep. 'He still… hard' i sighed
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