《Favored Empress Brings Chaos and Destruction (Book 1)》Page 99
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Beatrix woke up from her strange dream! Everything seemed so real and felt so real! The dream looked like a complete replay of what happened in her first lifetime. She remembered the parts with her direct participation really happened but she is not sure if those parts without her direct participation actually happened.
She did not know if the parts wherein only Prince Andrew and Prince Anders are involved really happened! She did not know how and why but she knew and understood what they are thinking. Every conversation was so clear like they are talking to her instead. She could feel their emotions in that strange dream as if she became part of them!
She felt both their positive and negative feelings! She felt Prince Andrew's hate, fear, worry, doubt, jealousy, and insecurity while she also felt Prince Anders' depression, determination, struggle, jealousy, and desperation!
I always thought that I am the most miserable in my first lifetime but if what I saw, heard, and felt in my dream are the truth of what truly happened, I am no longer sure who among the three of us was the most miserable... Did Anders do that? Did Andrew sacrifice that much? Did they compete and fight that much? Did I unintentionally bring them misery? Did I cause chaos and destruction to everyone? Did all those things actually happen? I want to know the answer but even if I confront Andrew and Anders in this lifetime, they cannot give me a definite answer because those things happened in the past!
She felt conflicted and uncomfortable.
"It is great that you are finally awake. The breakfast is already prepared. Let us eat together!" Someone spoke and Beatrix turned in that person's direction.
"Valentine, it is you..." She acknowledged his presence.
"Yeah, it is me but why are you crying?" He is extremely worried.
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"Huh?!" She was shocked and realized that she is unconsciously crying after she touched her cheeks and saw the tears on her hand. The intense emotions that were shared with her in that strange dream are affecting her in reality! "I just experienced a very sad dream..." She explained to him.
"I thought you felt ache somewhere. Do not think too much about dreams, most of them are just products of our imagination." He replied smiling brightly.
"You are right! It is probably a product of my imagination." She nodded and smiled brightly while seeing his beautiful and vibrant smile. She smiled wider when she saw that there are lots of prepared food now. There are fishes, crabs, and clams. Her mouth watered and realized that she is so hungry. She realized the reason when she saw that the sun is almost at its highest. She overslept and he just allowed her!
"You said breakfast... You mean you have not eaten your breakfast yet?" She probed.
"I decided to wait for you to wake up and eat it together." He confirmed.
"Sorry, I overslept! I will make it up to you next time..." She felt so ashamed for allowing him to do all the tasks by himself.
"Do not worry about it." He beamed at her.
They started eating! Beatrix ate a lot! She blushed so hard as he just encouraged her to eat more...
After their brunch, Beatrix saw a floating crate. She and Valentine excitedly fetched it out of the water and checked its content! They are both disappointed once they saw what is inside! The crate is filled with overly luxurious female gowns!
Beatrix does not know whether she should be happy or sad. It is a pity that no matter how beautiful these dresses are, it is not practical to wear them on the island! Valentine also felt the same and secretly thought:
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Bunch of idiots! Can't they at least use their brains? When I said female clothing, I did not provide specific details because I thought they will use their brains to figure it out based on the current situation! Truly a waste! How disappointing!!!
Valentine secretly blushed while Beatrix is checking several thin and revealing clothes fit for honeymoon nights... She also got it from the crate. Beatrix placed the clothes back in the crate and decided to make some alterations later but for now, she thought of something.
"Can you teach me how to catch fish, crab, and other aquatic food?" She politely asked and gave him her winning smile that never failed to convince Andrew, Anders, and Zander in the past!
"Y-Yes! B-But it will not be easy!" He stuttered for the second time in his life!
Whew! That smile is blinding! Please do not seduce my heart even more!
Valentine secretly thought after giving his approval.
The whole afternoon was spent on him trying to teach her how to catch a fish and later they collected clams in the area...
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