"You said you would give me anything I want. Then divorce me."
It was the only way for Lasilia to live.
Her husband will one day discover her secret and try to kill her. The secret is that the bodies of Lasilia and the Empress have changed! The empe...
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"Ahhh.."
That's where the dream ended.
Lasilia opened her eyes and let out a silent groan.
"Lady Lasilia, are you alright?" Plotta asked from the side.
Right now, Lasilia was travelling in a carriage accompanied by her Dream keeper. She had gotten into the carriage and closed her eyes for a moment, she must have dreamed then.
"Yes. I'm alright."
Lasilia blinked her eyes in cold sweat. Because of her overly vivid dream, reality had yet to caught on. It was as if half of her consciousness was still immersed in that dream. Even now, what she saw wasn't Plotta, the Dream keeper who was looking at her anxiously, but the terrifyingly indifferent golden eyes.
The golden eyes were like a blade that pierced into her chest, so Lasilia bit her lips.
"Did you have a dream?"
Lasilia was a prophet of the Kingdom of Delarta. God showed the future through Lasilia's dreams. Lasilia's dream was sealed on the altar through the testimony of dream keepers and thus became the word of God.
"I had a dream... but I don't think it was a prophecy."
God's words were always clear. He showed me what was going to happen, so I was able to cope. A conversation with people whose face I do not recognize, unrelated to the kingdom of Delarta could not be a prophecy.
"Do you also have dreams that are not predictions?"
"That's what it looks like. How long has it been? Is it still far away?"
Lasilia looked out of the window, trying to suppress her nervousness. Before having the strange dream about a man in gold, Lasilia saw a terrible prophecy that would overthrow the kingdom of Delarta. It was a scene in which the 12th prince Ricardo cut off the king's head. As soon as she had the dream, Lasilia sealed the dream at the altar and immediately sent a message to the king.
It was only Plotta she used as a witness. It was such a dangerous prophecy that she was very reticent about it. Before Lasilia lived as a saint, she'd met many people from prince Ricardo. She couldn't trust anyone.
