Born As The Emperor’s Daughter - Chapter 187

Ah, it’s that dream again.

What it seems like a continuation of her dream from before. She was inside a body which she can’t control and she just watched the scene which seems pretty much familiar to her. I’ll probably forget about this when I wake up again so it’s no use just thinking about it, she thought to herself. It was like she was watching a movie but she is in the climax part already while she forgot about the beginning and rising action. This dream feels like it was true, vivid.

“Marionette! How stubborn are you?!” As usual, the old woman’s voice, the one who was standing in front of them, was ear-deafening and loud if the girl who was holding her removed her hands which was covering her ears. The hug was tight and suffocating yet she felt secure in her arms. It was clear that they were fighting over the owner of the body that she is in. Why am I even dreaming about this?

“I am stubborn and hard-headed, auntie! No matter what you do or what you say, even if you cut ties with me and such, I would still keep this child and protect her from everything!”

“You are no savior nor hero, Marionette!”

“I know that, auntie! If I can’t protect this city, this world that we are living in, then even if it’s just a single person, a child like her, I want to protect her. I want to save her. I’m fine with it.”

“That child needs no savior. She deserves to be hated along with her mother, they deserved everything that happened to them. That child’s mother deserved to die after not listening to what our parents told her, she still went on and seduced a man. Then what happened? She bore a child which she can’t support by herself, we gave her a second chance. Abort the child and continue her studies yet she didn’t, she abandoned us and her studies just for that curse of a child.”

There was disgust lacing the tone of her voice as if there was venom on her tongue and she badly wants to spit it out. The way she mentioned and talk about the mother of the child, there was clear hatred and disgust. How much does she hate the mother of the owner of this body and why in the world does this seem familiar to me? Is this from one of the television shows that I have watched when I was a child or something? Then the lady who was hugging her spoke once again, her hug tightened and the way she pushed her hand to cover her ears, it was too much yet she didn’t struggle. If this was a dream, why am I feeling pain?

“Shut up, auntie.”

Her voice was low and gentle yet it was loud and piercing their ears, even Alexandra was able to hear it despite how low it was. “Marionette, you’re being disrespectful to your elders.”

“Don’t drag this child’s mother in here! No matter what mistakes and things that her mother did, I would still keep this child. I won’t abandon her, I will give her the life that she deserves.”

“Marionette, I am giving you one last warning. If you don’t let go of that child, I am cutting ties with you.”

“Just get out.”

“Marionette.”

Her voice was low and stern yet it was clear that she was angry, she could imagine what kind of expression the woman in front of them was making, eyebrows scrunched in anger, her expression crumpled, her eyes glaring at the woman who was hugging her and her lips pursed into a thin line. Yet the woman who was called ‘Marionette’ just remained still, her hug didn’t loosen nor tighten, it was still the same as before.

“Auntie, I am telling you, get out of my house.”

There was a moment of silence before the woman in front of them speak once again. It was clear that she was offended and disrespected by what she had heard. “Marionette” She was cut off and what she was about to say was interrupted.

“Get out of my house, auntie before I call the police for trespassing and harassment.”

“Just because you are wealthy that doesn’t mean you can do this to me! Fine, I’ll come back after a week and if I still see that child, I am really telling your mother about this.”

“Go on, tell her about it.”

Then she heard the sound of the door closing, it was loud and she could feel the hug loosen. She could hear the woman let out a sigh of relief as if she was holding their breath while she was arguing with her auntie earlier. She felt a gentle hand on her cheek and she stared at the woman’s eyes.

Green and sparkling like emeralds.

Just like Diana’s warm and gentle emerald eyes.

“Diana,” Her eyes fluttered open. Her blue orbs meeting green ones. She blinked multiple times as she stared at the person’s face. It was close to her but not that close, probably 12 inches apart, like a ruler. There was a small smile on her face, “Were you dreaming about me, young miss?” Her gentle voice rang inside her ears. Alexandra’s eyes widened before she suddenly jolted up her position, her forehead hit against Diana’s forehead and she could hear a loud thud as Diana fell backward, holding her forehead. Alexandra panicked, her eyes still wide and she was holding the spot on her forehead where it was aching the most.

“I-I’m really sorry, Diana! I was just shocked!”

“N-No, it’s okay, young miss. It doesn’t hurt at all,” Diana said as she stood up from the ground and Alexandra was overwhelmed with guilt, why was she startled anyways? That was the question. Once again, she apologized to Diana. “I am really sorry, Diana.”

“I told you, it’s fine already, young miss.”

“Is that so? What time is it now? It feels like you have woken me up earlier than the usual.”

“Eh? Have you forgotten, young miss?”

“Hmm, that’s true. It feels like I was forgetting something,” Alexandra hummed after she responded while she was in a thinking pose. Her index and thumb finger holding her chin while her lips looked like it was pouting, her eyebrows furrowed. Diana blinked multiple times, her eyes wide with wonder as she stared at the young miss who was still in her bed, thinking.

“You really can’t remember, young miss?” She asked once again, uncertain and shocked. Well, it’s true that Alexandra felt like she forgot something. Was it the dream that she had earlier which she has forgotten? That seems like it but it isn’t, then what is it? Was it her father’s birthday? But her father’s birthday is in May. He just can’t have two birthdays in a year.

“Enlighten me,” She said, letting out a sigh admitting defeat. Her thinking pose now gone as her hands fell to her sides and she looks at Diana. Confusion etched on the expression plastered on her face. Diana, with a small smile on her lips, spoke in her usual tone of voice.

“Your brothers are going to return today and we are going to greet them. They are going to arrive earlier than the usual that’s why I woke you up earlier than you should,” Was what Diana said. There was a moment of silence and there were thoughts inside Alexandra’s head and even she couldn’t identify what kind of thoughts was it. “What day is it today?”

“Friday, the 6th day of December.”

Crap.

Alexandra let out a gasp before she spoke and got down her bed immediately, her feet sliding inside her slippers as she glided her way to the open bathroom door across the room, “The sweets, what about the cookies, chocolates, and macaroons?”

“It’s already done, young miss. Dasiy, Yulli, and I finished it just earlier before I went up to your room. They are probably placing it all in the bag that you picked.”

“Then that’s good. Right now, I have to take a bath.”

Alexandra responded and entered the bath with Diana behind her. She completely forgot about her brother’s return today. It just felt like 3 days have passed but a week already has. Nevertheless, she was excited and happy that they are going to return today and will see them again.

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“I am going to know now, young miss.”

“Go ahead.”

Alexandra responded as she smoothened out the possible wrinkles of the dress that she is wearing. Right now, she is currently standing in front of her father’s office with Carlos beside her. They were going to go down the main entrance of the palace together, she still hasn’t had breakfast yet so he was feeling slightly hungry at the moment. Breakfast can wait, I am excited to see my brothers once again and I don’t think I can wait for that, she thought to herself with a smile spread across her lips and a bright expression on her face. She was fidgeting with her hands showing that she is nervous yet at the same time excited.

Diana decided to style her hair into double twist low buns, tying it with a red ribbon, the same color as the dress that she is wearing right now. It was just a simple dress yet it was elegant, it complemented her porcelain skin and platinum hair as well as her blue eyes. It only reached an inch past her knee. Paired with her dress were red doll shoes and a few accessories. Even if she was just a kid, she held an elegant lady-like aura, was it because the person inside this body was already way past 20 years old? Well, it’s not like she doesn’t mind. Never had she ever thought that she would be able to wear things like this in her whole life, even in her previous life.

Carlos knocked on the door three times before he cleared his throat and spoke. “Your highness, the young miss is here to see you,” He said then seconds later, they heard a familiar voice coming from the inside which said: “Come in.”

And they did. Carlos opened the door for her and she entered inside. The same expression on her face and she saw her father standing in front of the desk instead of sitting on the chair behind it. All of the stacks of papers that were there before at the last time that she came to visit was now gone. It seems like he was able to finish all of that paperwork and get the rest that he deserves, she thought o herself. The expression on her face becoming brighter than before she entered.

Her father was wearing something simple yet formal and elegant. However, the aura that he held screams power and supremacy. Well, he is the emperor and my father, she thought to herself and walked towards. Just the thought of her being his daughter was making her happy, not because she was gifted such luxurious life but to think that the cold and ruthless emperor would become gentle and soft to her daughter.

Bow down, peasants. This is the power that I hold.

No, just kidding. What he is wearing is almost the same as he wears every day but much fancier and elegant. “Daddy,” Alexandra grinned at him, grabbing his attention. Her father bent down and picked her up, carrying her in his arms just like what he does sometimes. “Did you have breakfast?” He asked her.

“Not yet.”

“I see, then let’s have breakfast together with your brothers when they arrive,” Was what her father said and he hummed. Then they heard another series of knocks coming from the door and grabbed the attention of the people inside, Alexandra heard an unfamiliar voice coming from the outside.

“Your highness, it’s me, Klaus.”

“Ah, Klaus. Come in.”

Her father responded and right after he said that, the door was gently swung open and there a man emerged out of the door, a grumpy look on its face as if he hates everything in this world. “Your highness, must I really wear this and greet the princes when they arrive?” The man asked and let out a sigh. The current attire that he was wearing consists of a formal vest over a white long-sleeved dress shirt, and a tie on the collar, dark pants, and dark plain shoes. The man’s eyes looked dead and strict as if he didn’t sleep for days.

“You are free and you rarely greet the princes when they come back. It’s a sign of respect for them,” Her father responded and hugged Alexandra tightly in his arms. “Daddy, who’s that?” Alexandra whispered to her father’s ear as he stared at the man. The man’s eyes darted over her direction.

“My assistant. The one that I am telling you about.”