The Prince's Revenge
20: Reality
“Egon.. Egon?” Someone called out Egon's name repeatedly.
Egon who was disturbed also opened his eyes to ascertain who the owner of the voice was.
“Anastasia?” He said when he found the blond white-haired girl in his sight.
Princess Anastasia sat down beside Egon who was lying in an empty room. Not a single item was seen inside. Only her and Anastasia's daughter were there.
“Finally I can call you.” he said.
“Where is this?” Egon rose from his sleep and watched his surroundings surrounded by white light.
“You in your dreams, I tried to contact you through dreams all this time, but it was very difficult.”
“Hmm? What was? Where is Frederick?” Egon asked with a face that looked a little panicked.
“Egon, there's something you should listen to.” without answering Egon's question first, Anastasia's daughter asks Egon to be quiet.
“…”
“My soul is not accepted by my new body,” Anastasia said as she looked at the man before her with a resigned face.
“What? I thought magic back then—“
“Yes, I think so too.” Anastasia smiled wryly.
“When we will do magic to move my soul and Frederick to a new body, Frederick thinks you will behead him.”.
“It seems that because Frederick was very frightened, the magic power that had been in him all this time rose.
The power was instantly active to ward off the danger that came to his master's body. This caused the magic we used to not work properly..
“Frederick managed to fill his new body.. I'm lost here….
And even worse, I lost the memory of you and myself.” Princess Anastasia's voice began raucous. The sadness and suffering all this time, was clearly plastered on his face.
“Until finally some time ago, I suddenly recalled who I was, and I tried to use my magic back to contact Frederick through a dream..
But, when we managed to meet, we couldn't talk to each other, I thought it might be because his soul was already in his new body.. So, I tried another way to contact you.” Princess Anastasia was crying.
Egon could not imagine how heavy his suffering was.
After years of being in a world he doesn't know, without memory, without purpose.
Something scarier than being killed by his own father.
“I'm sorry, I'm too selfish.”
“You were right, just because of your desire to kill the King! You did this to us!” Princess Anastasia screamed.
Egon felt increasingly guilty seeing how an Anastasia who always looked tough, now looked very fragile in front of him.
He did not think, the effect of magic used on Anastasia and Frederick would be like that.
Egon could only fall silent while trying to calm Anastasia down by embracing her. Anastasia herself continued to sob, letting out all the feelings she had been craving all this time.
“I'll figure out how to get you back to Frederick.”
“Iya, you have to.” the stuffing.
“Definitely.”
“One more thing.”
“Ya?”
“I don't want to see you again.”
“Good..”.
“Then from that, keep yourself away from my body.”
***
“Egon! Are you awake?” Mysha looked surprised when she found Egon's finger moving.
“Egon, open your eyes and look at me!” Mysha called back to him in a slightly loud voice.
“Mysha? Why are you screaming like that?”
“Thank God you're awake!” Mysha hugged Egon's body as she tried to get up from her sleep.
His head hurts so much. His body is also difficult to move.
“I why?” Ask Mysha.
“You fainted for two days and two nights! thankfully, your room is not locked. So, I can take you straight to the bed as soon as I see you lying on the floor!”
“I contacted the doctor directly, he helped me to lift you.”.
“Ah, thank you.”
“Doctor said maybe you're too exhausted.”
“…”
“Are you hungry? I've cooked porridge for you, can I bring it?” With a worried face, Mysha asked.
“Thank you.” while nodding, he asked Mysha for help.
As soon as Mysha got up to pick up the porridge in the kitchen, Egon sat on the edge of the bed with a long sigh.
His body was covered in sweat even though the AC in his room was on.
He could not believe that after so long he did not meet Anastasia, he finally found her again. Unfortunately, the encounter was very unpleasant.
The Anastasia he once loved, whom he had pledged to other men, now hated him. He can't accept that. It was he who caused the girl to hate him.
Egon supported his head with both hands above his knees. He did not expect everything would become chaotic like this.
Frederick who he thought had no magic energy at all, was suddenly able to ward off his magic. Though at that time, the magic he used was quite strong because it was assisted by Anastasia.
From there, he understood, that his appearance here, was the effect of the imperfect magic he used on Frederick and Anastasia.
To be honest, he was eager to think of it as just a dream, but, the magic energy he felt while with Anastasia in his dream was huge. So he knew it was not a dream.
“Egon?” Mysha called him soft.
“Ah, you've been here apparently. I didn't see you.”.
“You look very pale.. Drink first.”
“Iya.” Egon picked up the glass filled with water that Mysha had brought. He also straightened the whole.
“And this, the porridge I've warmed.” Mysha then exchanged the glass that Egon was holding for a bowl of warm porridge.
“Thank you.” Egon smiled faintly.
Without lingering, he then ate the dish.
Mysha was relieved to see the man in front of her eating the dishes she made voraciously.
‘It looks like I managed to make my first porridge.’ he said inwardly.
“How do you work?” Ask Egon.
“I've finished all..” replied Mysha.
“Oh yes, you also got a call from some people, your endorsement problem. I told you you were sick, and couldn't upload anything for a while. I've been trying to negotiate with them, in order to change the posting schedule. And they are ok-ok only.” Mysha explained.
“Thank you.. You're always reliable.”.
“Sama-sama. I hope you treat me instead,” he said in a joking tone.
“Whatever you want.”
“Hehe..” Mysha then sat back on the chair not far from Egon's bed, watching the man before her with a smile.
When Egon finished eating his porridge, Egon stood up to stretch his body. “Thank you.. I feel better. It seems like I was weak because I have not eaten,” he said.
“Thank God,” Mysha was again smiling relieved to hear it.
“Then I will take a shower for a while, do you want to wait?” Ask Egon.
“Ah, it's late, I better go to my room. tomorrow I have to go to the office,” he replied.
“Alright, then good night.”
“Goodnight, Egon.”
Without waiting for Mysha to come out first, Egon went into the bathroom.
His encounter with Anastasia made him again feel indecisive towards his chosen path to be with Mysha.
He felt like a jerk man who was playing with the heart of a kind girl like Mysha.
He didn't want to let anyone down to him again.
At least, to the person he loves.
***
Seriate…