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🌕💧Y/n's Foggy Memories💧🌕

A kind woman's voice talking with a gruff man's voice cooed over a baby's bassinet enlightened by the moon's glow outside.

???: "Look at her, Edmund." The woman reached out towards the bassinet and picked the infant from their bed to place a warm kiss onto the baby's forehead. "Our little daughter, our princess." She said while carefully handing her daughter over to her husband. "Mind her head, love."

Edmund: "She's so small, and look, She's got your nose, Alexis." He said while carefully cradling his newborn daughter in his armored arms. "Our daughter, Y/n." He said with a loving smile on his face as he placed the kingdom's signet brooch onto his daughter's blanket bundle to keep the light blue blankets in place. "My brothers and sisters, come meet your future ruler." He called out of the room

Shadowed figures surrounded the parents as the infant reached outwards, giggling before her hand rested against her father's cheek, cooing happily as he kissed her nose, which made her give a gummy smile.

Much later on, a baby's cries out as a dark armor claded knight rode on horseback away from a distant kingdom towards another to an orphanage before looking down at the now sleeping baby girl.

???: "I'm so sorry, my princess, but know we'll be watching over you from the shadows." A man's voice whispered into the summer night as he placed the baby into a basket with a favorite book from her father alongside a wooden box from her now deceased mother. "Be strong, be brave, be true, just like your parents, milady." He whispered before knocking on the door and then fled nothing a trance.

Present time

Y/n awoke from her bed breathing heavily in shock before laying back down onto her bed within Corona's castle.

Y/n: "Ugh, those dreams again..." She said with a groan before looking aside onto her nightstand to look at a tiny painting of a woman who partly resembled herself, and against the painting leant a brooch of a moon and three moon beams made from a smooth black material that was cold to the touch. The framed painting and brooch was a white leather bound book decorated with gold leaf embroidery on it, its title read out on the front; The Adventures of Flora Rider. "Who are you three from my distant memories? Are you real or just dreams?" She questioned before getting up to get dressed to surprise her boyfriend with an early morning ride out to the kingdom of Corona's wall.

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