“Miss Bella!”
What caught my blurred vision as I regained consciousness was the face of Sione, crying.
“Ugh… Sione…? Why are you crying?”
With no strength in my body, I barely opened my mouth to ask, and she suddenly burst into tears.
“Sob, Miss Bella. I’m glad you woke up. I thought something terrible had happened…”
Ah, right.
I had fainted.
‘Why did I suddenly faint…?’
I belatedly realized the situation and struggled to sit up from the bed.
I felt a little dizzy, which seemed to be the aftereffect of the sudden anemia that had come upon me.
“I don’t know how frightened I was. You slept like you were dead… like a coma. I thought you might never wake up again, I was…”
Sione shook her body, hugging her arms, as if it were the most terrifying thing in the world.
In this kingdom, someone known as one of the strongest had lost her composure just because I had collapsed.
I felt sorry for causing concern, yet I also felt happy. Was that too selfish?
‘To have someone who worries about me like this. It feels strange.’
In my previous life as the imperial princess, I was surrounded by selfish people.
No one reached out to me when my body ached, or when my heart was weary or lonely.
In such an environment, I had experienced loneliness and tightly closed the door to my heart.
I was no longer hurt or in pain, but neither was I joyful or happy.
Eventually, I had become the same kind of person as the others.
Selfish, and knowing no one but myself.
‘I can’t live my second life like a fool.’
After pondering a new life goal other than revenge, I came to one conclusion.
I want to make the people by my side always able to smile.
The ones who first made me realize that the everyday peace and minor joys could lead to great happiness.
I want to protect them so that they can always live with smiles.
So that they don’t fear being lonely, I want to reassure them.
As the younger me desperately wished for.
“I, won’t sleep long again. Don’t worry.”
“Will you…?”
“Yes, don’t worry. You trust me, don’t you?”
I’m just now getting the hang of speaking and magic.
I can’t allow my revenge to be delayed by something as trivial as a coma.
When I thought that and grinned energetically, she wiped away her tears with her sleeve and answered, looking much more relaxed.
“I trust you, Miss Bella. If I don’t trust you, who would I trust?”
“Right. Sione only trusts me!”
It was an answer without any basis, but that alone seemed sufficient, and Sione smiled faintly.
“We’ll have to find out why Miss Bella fainted. The doctor will be here soon, so please rest for a while.”
“Yes, thank you.”
Ten minutes later, the doctor who arrived in the room examined me thoroughly and looked serious.
He diagnosed me with magical exhaustion.
A rare disease that only a very small minority among the races contract.
“If you compare it to humans, it’s close to malnutrition. Occasionally this happens. A case where one consumes much more magic during growth than others.”
“What should we do, doctor…?”
“First, feed her well. Of course, I don’t mean ordinary food. Things like the blood, raw meat, or entrails of magical beasts that can replenish magic would be good. You’ll probably need a great deal.”
When the doctor’s answer ended, I made a grim face.
Even though quite some time had passed since I experienced a possessionlike reincarnation, I still couldn’t bear the thought of eating magical beasts.
“Then I’ll take my leave. Make sure to come for periodic checkups.”
“Thank you very much.”
After the doctor left, Sione ceased my magical education and plunged into research on food rich in magical power.
Certainly, this was for my sake, as I hated eating magical herbs.
She had once again confirmed through her research that by putting a small amount of magic into desserts like cookies, biscuits, and macarons, which contain sugar, the absorption of magic would be effectively increased.
Thanks to her efforts, I was able to live my daily life without any particular problems, even though I was suffering from a rather serious magic depletion.
However, I couldn’t avoid occasionally collapsing for no reason.
“It’s my fault. I should have thought about it earlier and found a solution….”
“It’s not your fault, Tione. Just eat the magic herbs.”
Yes, after having come back to life, there was nothing I couldn’t eat.
If I could only get my revenge on those who had wronged me, I was ready to eat anything.
But now, Tione wouldn’t let me do that.
“You absolutely can’t. You know Lady Bella hates magical herb dishes. Even if she’s happy with just delicious food, it might be just enough to satisfy her. As long as I’m awake, it’ll never happen.”
“Even so, what can you do if you’re alive?”
Sighing deeply in resignation, her eyes sparkled as if she had made a firm decision.
“I think I have to ask for help from that person.”
“Huh? Who’s that?”
“My master.”
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
