I pull on my cloak and best shoes as I get ready to leave.
The count has promised me to take me to the nearest town.
It's been a day since that dream. It's hard to believe.
That we knew each other. I think about questioning him.
We get into the carriage. And the ride begins. Down the bumpy road.
I turn to him.
"Did we know each other as children? Did we play together?" I ask.
He looks at me.
A sad expression floats through his eyes then disappears.
Making me wonder if I even saw it at all.
"Yes," was his reply. "We would play hide and seek in the street next to your house."
I sit in shock.
How could something like happen and I don't even remember?
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Winter Song •「冬の歌」• CPN
Historical FictionCarefree isn't a word that describes Fuyu's Life. Bearing the burden of causing her mother's death during childbirth is heavy. When life can't seem to get worse she is suddenly whisked away into an arranged marriage with a mysterious half Japanese...
