"Kira Kim... I'm sorry..."

Said this oddly familiar voice. It was Manager Han. My last love. The one who led me to death with pleasure.

Why is he sad now?

He is kneeling in front of me.

Not exactly me.

He is holding flowers. Spider lilies. Flowers for the dead. But the dead can't accept flowers... Foolish man.

"Kira... Wherever your spirit rests... I beg your forgiveness... I wronged you!"

He said with a trembling voice.

I can't even tell if he is acting or not.

Does he deserve my forgiveness?

I woke up in sweat. Killion handed me a glass of water.

"Silvia are you okay? You looked like you were having a nightmare."

"I'm fine."

Today is the audience with the emperor.

Killion wore a suit and I wore a beautiful dress.

The palace was a little chaotic since everyone was preparing for the banquet. Butlers and maids were running back and forth.

Killion and I reached to the audience room where the emperor was calmly drinking his tea despite the whole commotion out of the room.

When we entered, we bowed to the emperor and sat on the comfortable yet luxurious couch.

The emperor took a loud sip out of his tea and then he placed the cup down.

"Silvia Fury. Killion Hills. First of all I congratulate you for your marriage and two children. I have heard that they are quite smart... I asked you here for two reasons.

Firstly, I have to introduce you a very important figure... My sorcerer. He will come here soon.

Secondly You have to be careful of the Grey family. They seem to prepare something shady. "

"I see..." Killion said while touching his jaw.

A knock on the door startled me. I quickly turned around and saw the door open and a woman appearing.

A woman with black hair and brown eyes and a body in the shape of hourglass. She was wearing a long dress with a wide belt. She was so stunning that I felt jealous.

Her sharp gaze moved to me as she looked at me up and down and then Killion. When she looked at Killion I sent her some death glares.

She probably noticed me and chuckled.

The woman came closer and spoke with a soft voice.

"Nice to meet you Duchess Silvia Fury, Duke Killion Hills. I am the palace mage, Ilectra... You Majesty may I speak to them alone? There is something concerning here."

"I said what I had to say anyway... "

The emperor left and Ilectra took a seat.

"Silvia Fury. You are not the real one right?"

"Yes."

"You are not even from this world"

"I am not from here and This is not the real me either."

"Killion Hills. You are also like that yet you don't remember."

"What?"

"The funny fact is that you are from the same world."

"So Killion and I might have known eachother?"

"Maybe, maybe not."

"So. Can we go back?"
Killion said almost determined.

"It will be tricky but it's manageable."

"What do we have to do?"

"You can easily go there with my help but one of you has to forget. Also your children have to be born again there because They are from this world."

"When can we do it?"

" In a week"

After that conversation, we returned to the mansion. Killion went to prepare for the banquet while I was taking a bath.

I went to the wardrobe and found a dress that was actually like it was made for me. A dark green silky dress with lace and embroidery designs. I wore a matching pair of shoes and prepared my hair.

Killion knocked on the door and I came out. The Killion I saw was quite the view.

My husband looked like someone who can only exist in fairytales.

We were wearing matching outfits.

Killion extended his arm and I nervously held his hand.

Who could he have been. In my last life ... Did we know eachother?

What if we knew?

Did he die too?

This dark question echoed inside my head.

I looked back at Killion who seemed concerned.

"Killion... Did we know eachother before?"

"Does it matter?"

"E?"

"I don't think it matters since we can meet eachother and find out again."

I hope it goes well.

What if I meet my manager again? What if I meet my former bestie? My body is already dead there. How will we recognise eachother when I will be different?

The banquet went well. Killion and I danced ,drank and socialized. Like this was our last banquet.

...

The days of the week go fast. The kids already know about the situation.

Tomorrow is the night when we will leave. I wrote a letter of transferring all our money and estates to Sienna and Jonathan. They seemed to like eachother.

If we succeed, will we return to our bodies before we died?

Will we be on new bodies?

If we don't meet how will our children be born?

Many more questions appeared and created a wall of questions.

What would happen if the process failed?

Will we be happy there too? In the place of betrayal and pain?

...

The time came. We waved goodbye to our beautiful home and went to the forest where Ilectra was waiting.

I don't remember what she said.

Who is she?

Who am I?

Where am I?

Its dark.

Ah~ the sea... The vast ocean that hugged me before death.

Something is tied to my feet.

I untied the rope.

I felt lighter.

I swam and hid behind the rocks.

If they see me they might kill me.

Nobody is here.

Or so I thought.

A man.

He is injured. It's a deep wound. I ripped a piece of my dress and tied the wounded man.

*Phew*

He is still breathing.

It's night already. The moon is in the sky and the sea waves seem silver.

The wounded man is breathing heavily. He seems uncomfortable.

I felt the urge to help him. My car is already broken. I have to go on foot.

The almost see through dress was not appropriate for me to go to the hospital.

I took off the man's coat and wore it. It was covering my body well.

"Help"

The man said trying to keep consciousness.

I stroked his hair and tried to comfort him.

"Don't worry... I will save you."

I held the tall man in a piggy back and walked through the forest. The road and the beach were too risky since there could be people searching for us.

His head was leaning on my left shoulder and his arms felt mascular.

I walked for probably ten kilometres with the injured man on my back.

It was dark. I found a hospital at the end of the road. I was exhausted. My legs were bruised from the rope and they were hurting from the walking.

I entered the hospital and admitted the man I was carrying.

The lady in the front desk asked me who is he. I realized that I don't even know him. If I told them that, then they wouldn't save him. I had to make up something.

"He is my husband! We had an accident."

I said and waited out of the operating room where they were treating him. For some reason I was worried about that person who is a complete stranger to me.

His coat is warm and big. It seems expensive. Is he rich?

A few hours later, the operating doctor came out of the room and reassured me that the man is alright and that he was moved to a resting ward to recover his consciousness.

The doctor looked down at my ankles where wounds from the tight rope had formed.

"We should treat those."

Then he took me to his office where he bandaged my wounds.

I went to the ward where they moved the man and saw him unconscious.

He was very handsome. Pale skin, black hair, thin lips that were seductive... As I remember, his eyes were blue...

Who is he?

Who did I just save?

I went inside and sat on the chair beside the bed.

I felt the urge to stroke his hair. I placed my hand on his hair and felt the soft strands. For some reason it felt familiar.

Who is he?

I noticed my still wet silver hair. If the water dripped on him he would catch a cold. I tied my hair up on a ponytail and asked if I was able to take a shower here.

A nurse showed me the way to the showers. After I took a shower, I wore a clean dress that the nurse gave me and the coat. I went back to the room since I had nowhere to go.

The man was still unconscious.

I kept taking care of him.

In the morning I was about to leave when he grabbed my wrist. His hand was big and strong.

I threw my gaze at him. He was awake.

He really has blue eyes...