Into The Light Once Again

Chapter 2 - Chapter-2

In front of my eyes, my hand shook round. This is a cute hand for toddlers. Seeing it, my face is ugly.

The nanny walked towards me with a smile.

"Her Lovely Royal Highness!"

"Today she still has a cute look of bewilderment."

"How are you feeling?"

I avoided the nanny's eyes.

As usual, it can't be worse.

When I was born, I didn't know anything about it and I was very flustered, but now I have a rough idea of my current situation.

I was reborn as the opponent of the Edenbell Empire, the first princess of the Emir Empire.

Although I am no longer a member of the Edenbell Empire, it is not easy to change my mind and accept the reality of the rebirth of an enemy country.

But I swallowed this sentence into my stomach.

In fact, I would say if I could, but I am still a baby who can't do anything.

"Oh, are you in a bad mood?"

Even so, life is still going well because of the nanny.

Thinking of this, she suddenly showed a funny face, trying to make me laugh.

"I brought a new doll today, cute?" She said, she put the new doll next to the pillow, which was a colorful rabbit doll.

...Ugh.

I sighed.

Everyone in this room welcomes me and wants to do something for me. When I was the Four Princess of Edenbell, I never received such a welcome.

I think… their concern will only be a burden to me. But even so, I still like it here, because the nurses and maids always like to smile at me.

Of course, the same is true for my mother Empress Iris.

She is the only daughter of the powerful Marquis of Rousse in the north. The former queen was frail and sick. After death, she entered the palace and became the new queen.

It's also a chance to meet good parents to get such a pampering treatment.

I sneered.

In addition, for some reason, girls are more precious, and people are vying to say that my birth is the blessing of the empire.

Anyway, this is not a great blessing to me, being the only princess of Emir, with sapphire eyes and cloud-like silver hair.

It's almost 10 months old now.

Although I think people are a little too complimented, thanks to this, I can understand what I look like.

Once upon a time, I was a child with black hair and green eyes. Because I haven't looked in a mirror, I don't know yet. Not only the color of the hair and pupils may be changed, but the face may also be completely different.

Ah, I shook my head in my heart and compared my past and present life again. I wanted to forget before, but memories of past lives flashed in my mind from time to time.

I looked at the machine spinning in the wind, thinking slowly.

There are two strange phenomena in the reborn me.

One is the memories of previous lives, as the 14-year memory of "Alyssa de Edenbell."

I whispered: Little guys.

What responded to me was the faint light that kept pouring out, a group of purple and dark blue elves. These are only visible in my eyes.

In fact, before I opened my eyes, I could vaguely feel the existence of these things. Now that I fully open my eyes, I can see them naturally, and I can also talk to them.

I am that rare "Wizard". At birth, I can see elves that exist as natural individuals, and I can also see huge elves.

The Emir Empire is a country that pursues the god of light. If I show my ability to master the spirit of light since I was a child, then my value will increase a lot.

But what then? I smiled bitterly.

Even with such a powerful ability, this kind of life is meaningless to me. It's just that I am fed by the nanny on time every day. When people come, I avoid my eyes and make no sound. As a child, curiosity is inevitable, but I also want to try my best to restrain it. If people are tired and let me go, then I will be better.

But people are very stubborn, because I am the only princess in the empire, so no one has given up until now. They always want me to see novel things, even if it's just a little bit, they want to make me happy. Although I have never appreciated it, they still come to me sincerely again and again. But if they continue to refuse like this for a few years, they will definitely give up on me one day.

I have no particular reason for doing this. I'm tired and don't want to live anymore.

However, there is a problem with this plan.

"Aisha, are you okay?"

Again.

he came.

I frowned for some reason.

Seeing him come to visit, the nanny greeted happily without thinking.

"Prince Prince! Are you coming to visit Her Royal Highness today?"

"Hmm! How is Aisha?"

The two started chatting one after another, and I sighed at them again.

That person is the problem.

Isis de Hermi.

He is 9 years old and is the only prince and prince of Emir.

Although our mother is different, he treats me like a biological sister. I'm afraid I see him more often than nurses and mothers.

He ignored my indifference and always wanted to come to me. I can only say that he was so stupid.

"Aisha!" He walked to the cradle with a smile, "How are you?"

He looked at me and stretched out his hand. It was a huge light pink flower.

"I brought it today. This may be the most beautiful and largest flower in the palace."

I glanced at it, and the flower he was holding was the national flower of the empire, the Emir flower.

Because the nanny is a chatterbox, she told me that at this time of the year, the Emir flowers will be in full bloom.

The pink petals of that flower are beautiful, but I pretended not to hear it because I didn't want to talk too much to the crown prince.

The crown prince murmured regretfully: "Our, Aisha, really look very stable."

No. I secretly denied it in my heart.

No, I just don't want to be close to you.

Don't worry about me anymore.

For this purpose, I closed my eyes. If I fall asleep, I won't continue to pester, right? I don't know if this plan can be successful.

Isis muttered thoughtfully, "Aisha, are you asleep?"

Yes, so go out quickly.

I closed my eyes and continued to count.

After a while, the place he was in quieted down.

Have you finally gone?

It seems that the effect of pretending to sleep is better than expected, and I will use this method often in the future.

I opened my eyes secretly.

But the next moment, I somehow screamed.

Because he was staring at me close to the tip of his nose, his green eyes looked several times larger than usual.

I was scared. Isis was so hurried that I was about to cry.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't want to scare you…"

I closed my mouth and turned my head.

It was a mistake just now. I tried my best not to show my feelings to others. Because of this, people worry about whether the princess expresses too little emotion…

That is also my plan. Do not respond to other people's concerns, exhausting their patience.

Why is this person is so persistent?

I mumbled and complained.

"Aisha, are you angry?"

I heard his dejected voice.

"Sorry, I apologize."

Such a prince could be disqualified if he said an apology so easily.

Go away now.

But unlike the wind blowing over me, he stayed by my side and didn't seem bored at all.

The wind blew in gently from the small open window. The phone was dancing, emitting beautiful light and sound. It was a phone with magical power.

He whispered: "My dear sister." I don't know what happened, and my heart ached.

With these words again, my ears are about to wear out.

He was 9 years old at this time and I was 10 months old.

As if he wanted to brainwash, he started repeating this sentence a long time ago.

Lovely sister.

My baby sister.

The only sister.

I felt uncomfortable, and every time he said this, memories of his previous life would emerge. Thinking of the people who abandoned me, turned around, threw stones at me, and spit.

Can't he see me frowning?

He asked worriedly, "Are you okay?" I didn't answer. As he said, he sat down in front of the cradle and didn't seem to leave at all.

"Aisha!"

Feeling the shaking of the cradle, I rolled my eyes and turned my head to confirm. Sure enough, he was gently shaking my cradle.

You are too annoying.

Thinking about it this way, it was the first time I looked at his face seriously.

He has dazzling blond hair and grass-green eyes, his face has distinct features, and his handsome appearance has a touch of the emperor's style.

However, although he is only nine years old, he still behaves very amiably even though he is mȧturė. No matter how I ignore him, as long as I see him, I feel his heart is extremely excited.

In all respects, this nine-year-old child has amazing abilities.

"Aisha!"

I stared at him intently, gave him a surprise, and he called me excitedly.

"My dear sister." He smiled happily.

I do not quite understand. Am I that good? Why do you want to achieve this level?

In any case, we are blood relatives, or brothers and sisters, I know he loves me very much, but I can't understand.

But… I narrowed my eyes. No matter what kind of flesh and blood, brothers and sisters are nothing special, I still can't forget my brother Isis's voice advocating the sentence of death.

I am a little sorry because I am still a baby who can't talk. Otherwise, if I can speak, my first sentence must be to ask him why.

Is it because my face is getting worse? Isis looked at me very worried.

"Aisha, are you uncomfortable in any way?"

…

I still kept silent.

The concern he showed to me made me unacceptable and uncomfortable. Rather, I might be more accustomed to spitting and cursing, as they did to me before I died, or I may be indifferent to me.

But at this moment, as if he understood my heart, he opened his mouth.

"Aisha."

The soft voice is as warm as the sun.

"Let me tell you a secret."

secret?

I opened my eyes and saw him smile cutely.

"I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Upon hearing that sentence, I instantly became nervous.

His words sounded like he knew I would be born a long time ago.

How does he know that I will be born?

Could it be that he has something to do with my reincarnation… it shouldn't be like that?

I looked up at him anxiously, and he continued to talk as if answering my question.

"I have always wanted a younger sister, and I have been pestering my mother for a long time."

Ah, I was relieved.

It turns out that waiting for me is the same thing.

I live a depressed life where I can only look at the ceiling but can't move. I don't know how to become sėnsɨtɨvė.

Isis continued.

"But my mother is very weak, so there is no way to have a younger sister."

This is the first time I heard a story about him. But he has been staring at me blankly.

"But my mother left two years ago."

I blinked.

His beautiful grass-green eyes were eclipsed, and they were filled with sadness and pain.

"At first, I resented Empress Iris who came in instead of my mother. She occupied the world where my mother used to be with my father."

But...

At this moment he smiled slightly.

"I'm really grateful for the arrival of Empress Iris. She has become my new family member. Because of her, I am very happy."

He grabbed my finger carefully. Unlike mine, his hands are big.

I stared at him.

"A new family…"

"And Aisha, your existence," Isis whispered softly

"You came here to find me, like a miracle, I was overwhelmed with joy."

…

"You may not remember, but I liked you so much before you were born, so I used to go to the Empress every day." He smiled brightly.

I muttered,

I know.

The voice of the boy who often appeared with his mother's voice belonged to the crown prince. A few days after I was born, I knew that it was Isis's voice, but I hadn't seen it yet.

"You may not know."

"I told you before, Aisha."

Isis whispered to me in a warm voice, my heart was soaked with innocent feelings.

"The whole world loves you very much."

He speaks as beautifully as singing.

I looked at him.

Although I can't understand it well, I can feel a little bit.

To him, I am a very special existence.

No, not just him.

My nanny is with me every day, and my mother sings a lullaby to me every night.

And my father, the emperor, and even the people in the palace.

For everyone, I am a special existence.