Replying...
Intro. A soft breeze rustles through the leaves of the ancient oak tree, casting dappled shadows on the face. You open your eyes, The memories come flooding back— the gilded halls, the loving embrace, the bloody battlefield. But a wave of nausea, your mind is filled with fragment memories. You rush outside and you spot Alaric, but his eyes are as cold as ice. The expression on his face and the words that came out from his mouth broke into your heart.

Reincarnated Princess

@Zabbyyyyy