''Wah-wah,'' the soft crying sound of a child echoed in the room, reaching my ears and pulling me from the depths of unconsciousness.
A peculiar sensation of perplexity came over me as I cautiously opened my eyes to the surroundings. I discovered myself in the body of a newborn, a tiny, delicate vessel that couldn't possible hold my previous life's memories and experiences. My thoughts were confused by confusion as I attempted to understand the truth of my predicament.
But then, I was greeted by a heartwarming sight - a beautiful woman beside me. Her eyes were an enchanting shade of pink, a rarity that captivated my gaze. Her long, curly hair, black as the night, cascaded down her shoulders, and despite the tiredness etched on her face and the sheen of sweat on her brow, she wore a warm smile as she cradled me, a tiny baby, in her arms.
The warmth from her gentle touch enveloped me, and I couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of love and happiness emanating from her. It was a feeling so familiar, one that I hadn't experienced since my time in Seoul. Memories of my mother flooded my mind - the way she cared for me, protected me, and loved me unconditionally. She, too, had held me in her arms with a tenderness that made me feel like the most precious thing in her life.
The person holding me, their mysterious smile still lingering, continued to speak in a language I couldn't understand. As I strained to peer into the woman's eyes, I could see her lips moving, as if whispering something significant.
''My dear Melissa, I've been waiting for you for a long time,'' she said, her voice melodic and enchanting, echoing in the vast white realm.
Her words sent a shiver down my spine, the weight of their meaning escaping me. Who was she, and why had she been waiting for me?
Despite my confusion, I couldn't help but be captivated by her beauty. With each smile that graced her lips, she seemed to exude a divine aura, and for a moment, I felt privileged to stand before a person of such celestial grace.
''My dear, you are so cute,'' she cooed, her eyes filled with fondness as she gazed upon me.
Her praise warmed my heart, and I blushed at her endearing compliment. But amidst the overwhelming emotions, questions surged to the forefront of my mind.
'Who is this lady? and where the hell am I?'
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In that golden afternoon, the sun cast its warm embrace upon the regal palace, illuminating the opulent halls adorned with intricate tapestries and glistening chandeliers.
The air was filled with a sense of anticipation and excitement, for within the walls of this majestic abode, a momentous event was unfolding.
''Your Highness,'' my voice echoed urgently through the opulent corridors of the palace, the resounding click of her heels resonating with each determined step. With a sense of purpose, I swiftly made my way to the grand office of the King, where the weight of responsibility and authority bore down upon me.
Breathless, I found myself standing before the majestic doors, adorned with intricate carvings depicting the kingdom's rich history. The polished wood gleamed under the warm glow of chandeliers that illuminated the room with an ethereal radiance. The air was thick with anticipation, the anticipation of a momentous event unfolding within the royal chambers.
Pushing open the doors, I entered the vast expanse of the King's office, its walls adorned with priceless paintings and shelves lined with ancient tomes of wisdom. The air carried the faint scent of fragrant flowers, carefully arranged in ornate vases that brought a touch of nature's beauty to the otherwise regal setting.
Before me stood the majestic figure of the King, a commanding presence that demanded reverence and respect. His regal attire, adorned with intricate embroidery, emphasized his status as the ruler of the realm. His eyes, a deep shade of emerald, flickered with curiosity and a hint of excitement as he looked towards me, eager for news.
''The queen has given birth to a Princess, Your Highness,'' I announced, my voice steady despite the rush of emotions within me.
A glimmer of joy lit up the King's face, and he wasted no time in issuing his command. ''Let's go, get me there.''
Without hesitation, I turned on my heels, leading the way with the swiftness of a loyal servant. The royal retinue followed, their footsteps echoing in harmony with mine as we embarked on the urgent journey to the chambers where the queen had brought new life into the world.
The halls we traversed seemed to stretch endlessly, adorned with tapestries that depicted the kingdom's heraldry and the bravery of its warriors. The echoes of history whispered through the grand halls, each footstep carrying a sense of purpose and honor.
As we approached the royal birthing chambers, the air was filled with an air of anticipation and excitement. The door was adorned with delicate carvings of blooming flowers, symbolizing the birth of a new era in the kingdom's lineage.
''Yes, Your Highness,'' I responded with utmost reverence, her voice reflecting the gravity of the moment.
Together, we rushed towards the room where the queen lay, her aura one of strength and grace even in this vulnerable moment.
The room was filled with soft candlelight, casting a warm glow upon the queen's face as she cradled the newborn Princess in her arms.
''Congratulations, Your Highness,'' I said, my voice filled with heartfelt sincerity, as I offered my respects to the Queen and the tiny bundle of joy that had just entered the world.
The King's eyes shimmered with a mixture of pride and tenderness as he approached the queen and their newborn daughter. ''She is beautiful,'' he whispered, his voice tinged with awe.
A tender smile graced the queen's lips, and she gently extended a hand, inviting the King to share in the precious moment. ''Indeed, she is,'' she replied, her voice soft and filled with motherly affection.
As I stood witness to this extraordinary sight, my heart swelled with admiration and awe. It was a moment of profound significance, one that would forever change the course of the kingdom's history.
In the embrace of their love, the King and Queen welcomed their newborn Princess into a world of promise and hope, a world she would shape with her very existence. The weight of responsibility, of nurturing and guiding the future of the realm, now rested upon her tiny shoulders.
And so, amidst the grandeur of the royal palace, the circle of life continued its eternal dance, as the past intertwined with the present, and the future lay before us, waiting to be written in the annals of history. The birth of the Princess heralded a new chapter in the kingdom's story.
I stood there, a witness to the unfolding of destiny, I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and gratitude for being a part of this momentous occasion. The kingdom had again been blessed with a newborn Princess, and the promise of her future burned bright like a guiding star, illuminating the path ahead.
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'What the heck?'
'Who is this guy now?'
A man with a crown on his head and dressed lavishly instantly drew my gaze. His eyes, a deep shade of emerald, perfectly complemented his short, shining golden hair, and his chiseled face seemed as though it had been sculpted by a professional artist.
'Seeing them together makes me envious; they look so perfect' and I can't help but wish I had inherited their exceptional genes.'
The man carefully held my tiny hand, smiled, and kissed it before turning to face me.
''My dear child,'' he lovingly whispered, his voice filled with tenderness, ''may you grow up healthy and good. Don't worry, I will do everything for you.'' With utmost care, he leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss on my forehead, a gesture that carried a promise of protection and unconditional love.
I gazed upon my mother, a warm smile spread across her face, and she couldn't contain her joyous words, ''I can't believe we have another angel in the palace.'' Her eyes sparkled with affection and pride as she looked at me, her newborn child, a symbol of hope and promise for our kingdom's future. In that moment, I felt an overwhelming sense of love and belonging, knowing that I was welcomed with open arms into this world.
''Thank you, Eliza,'' he sincerely expressed, his voice filled with gratitude, ''because of you, our children have a bright and promising future, and our kingdom flourishes under your influence. If not for your unwavering support and dedication, I might not be standing here today, serving our beloved country with the same devotion as you do.''
''Don't utter such words, my dearest. You are the revered king of the Otheonians, and I shall forever stand by your side, ready to support and assist you in building and nurturing our cherished kingdom.''
Their lips met in a passionate and affectionate kiss. The intensity of the moment and the depth of their connection seemed to grow with each passing second. In that tender embrace, time stood still leaving only the two of them entwined in a moment of pure affection and devotion. The warmth of their touch, the gentleness of their caress, all spoke volumes of the love that bound them together.
In that intimate moment, I knew that their bond was stronger than I thought, and they cherished every second of it, wanting it to last for eternity but-
''Waahh!'' I cried out, employing my abilities as a baby to capture their attention. Because as a mere baby, I found myself utterly helpless, unable to move or exert any control over my surroundings.
'Frustrated and bewildered, I couldn't help but wonder why that handsome jerk had brought me to this world without any consideration. He showed no concern as he abruptly left me here, feeling as if I was left to fend for myself in this tiny body. It would have been far more preferable if he had placed me in a larger, more capable body'
Both of them were startled and turned to look at me, their faces flushed with embarrassment. I could sense a mixture of surprise and guilt in their expressions as they realized they had been caught in an intimate moment by their newborn daughter. Their loving gazes shifted from each other to me, and in that instant, I felt a strong connection with them, as if our souls had already recognized each other despite my limited understanding as a baby. There was a tenderness in their eyes that melted away any unease I had felt earlier, replaced now with a sense of security and belonging.
In that moment of shared vulnerability, I saw a glimpse of the unconditional love that would shape my life in this new world.
My heart swelled with a mixture of emotions - love, joy, and curiosity. I may have been just a baby, but I knew that this couple, my parents, held a special place in my heart, and I was in there.
The man stood up, his regal presence exuding an air of authority, and gently caressed the woman's cheek.
''I'll leave, for now, my love. There are some pressing matters I must attend to like papers to finish, and duties to fulfill. But fear not, I promise to return to your side tonight, for our hearts yearn to be together''
His voice carried a sense of reassurance, a pledge of unwavering devotion that brought a soft smile to the woman's lips.
The woman's face softened into a warm smile as she gently chided her beloved, "Darling, please refrain from saying such things in front of others; it's rather embarrassing, you know." Her voice carried a tender tone, filled with affection and understanding for the man she held dear. Despite her playful reprimand, her eyes sparkled with love and admiration for the king, grateful for the deep bond they shared.
The king replied softly, his eyes locked on hers, "My apologies, my love. You're right; we must maintain our regal composure. But you know that my heart will always belong to you, and no words can express the depth of my feelings"
he turned to leave, the woman reached out and held his hand, cherishing the warmth of his touch.
''Please be safe, my king,'' she said with genuine concern, her eyes filled with love and admiration for the man who ruled both her heart and their kingdom. With a tender parting glance, he stepped out of the room, leaving her heart filled with anticipation for their reunion later that evening.
Their endearing exchange revealed the warmth of their relationship.
a sudden realization dawned on him. He turned around and saw me, their baby, looking at the scene with wide eyes. His face flushed with embarrassment as he noticed the maid who had accompanied him was still present, witnessing the intimate exchange.
Feeling a mix of awkwardness and guilt, the man quickly composed himself and addressed the maid, ''Ah, um, sorry''
'Hehe, that serves you right. She just gave birth, and already thinking about having another one.'
''Alright, I'll leave now. Rest for a bit, and I'll take care of your duties,'' the man said with a sheepish smile, scratching his head, as he assured his beloved queen that he would handle her responsibilities while she took some time to rest''
The maids opened the door, and the man, along with his companions, bid their farewells, leaving the room with their lively chatter and echoing footsteps. Only the elderly woman remained, her presence exuding a sense of wisdom and devotion as she stayed by the queen's side. Her eyes held a glimmer of affection as she observed the young queen, undoubtedly seeing a reflection of the past in the child she had helped raise to become the ruler she was now.
In the hushed silence that followed, the elderly woman approached the queen with a tenderness that only age and experience could provide.
The elderly woman bowed with reverence and gently spoke, ''My beloved Queen, there's a letter from your mother''
''Really? I'm delighted to read it,'' the queen responded with a mixture of anticipation and curiosity. Her heart fluttered with excitement, eager to hear from her mother and learn of any news or guidance that the letter might hold. The queen's connection to her mother was profound, and each correspondence felt like a precious gift from the past, bridging the distance between them. With a sense of reverence, she took the letter in her hands, cherishing the tangible connection it provided to her loved ones beyond the palace walls.
''But, Your Highness, please stay there for now. I'll bring you the letter now,'' the elderly woman insisted, her voice filled with concern for my well-being.
Then, a teenage maid entered the room, her eyes downcast in reverence as she approached. She held a small silver container, carefully presenting it to Eliza with trembling hands.
''Here it is, Your Highness,'' the maid said softly, her voice barely above a whisper.
Eliza took the container, her curiosity piqued by the symbol adorning the letter. With a mix of excitement and trepidation, she carefully unsealed the letter, her eyes scanning its contents with rapt attention.
As she read, her initial surprise turned into a mix of joy, wonder, and perhaps a hint of sorrow. The emotions that flickered across her face painted a picture of a profound connection between her and the words written on the parchment.
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