Obelia's Rose

Chapter 42

And in that fifteen years, Mommy was still alive. But when he woke up, he didn't say anything about mommy. No 'Where is Diana?' or anything. Thus proving that he used black magic to forget mommy.

But when he mentioned 'heirs' his eyes went cold. His body even stiffened. Meaning that we were alive that time. 

"And before I left, I could only find traces of it. Most of the black magic was destroyed." He said. "But for whatever reason, it's starting to revive itself." Oh yeah, because it was exposed to my mana explosion.

His eyes then started to glow. "I've always thought your magic was a bit special. The nature of your magic reverses your dad's time into the past."

But only back to when his black magic was still alive. But then, would that mean if my mana explodes I can detect who has been using black magic amongst the nobles? Might aswell use it on Roger then.

Does that even make sense? How can he even go back in time? If we really went back in time, then we could make history!

My, Lucas. Stop saying nonsense please. "Why doesn't it make sense?" Lucas asked. "You've already experienced it once." He said. How does he know about that? I haven't told anyone else about that.

The fact that I've lived a life as 'The Third Princess, Princess (Y/n) Ambrosia de Alger Obelia.' 

And how it's been destroyed by Countess Rosalia. The only threat here in my life is Jennette. Countess Rosalia is deceased, and also Lady Penelope.

"Stop talking in riddles and explain properly!" I exclaimed. Right, now that I've fully recovered all my magic and consumed my mana thingy, I can see it all clearly. The first time, I was unlucky. In this life, can I change my fate?

What will happen, now that she's back?

"Though, the black magic was broken before it could be completed. Either way, it had nothing to do with you, so I didn't pay much attention to it." He said. But it could pose as a danger to Athanasia and I.

"How does that work? If it was broken once already, could it be broken once again?" Please, may there be a way to fix daddy.

Lucas nodded, "Maybe." He said. Alright, that is sufficient enough for me. "It could be that it gradually dissapeared though." He said. Or it could have happened by chance, which is probably fairly low.

"But if the magic is broken by force, your dad will die." He said. People don't do anything that dangerous. But, we need to think of a solution.

As Athanasia is first-in-line to the throne and is underage. Daddy doesn't have any other heirs aside from me - who is also underage. Thinking too rashly would have him killed, leaving the throne unoccupied.

There are no other heirs to the throne. We don't have any relatives either. If the throne is unoccupied, who knows who would take care of the kingdom?

"Then what do we do? You still said he was dying!" I cried out, straight up sobbing infront of the magician. If His Majesty dies, I would break. I'm like a rubber band until you pull too hard, I may snap and I move fast.

Lucas clicked his tongue, a tear sliding down my cheek. "Tsk, either way, I feel annoyed whenever I look at you, and it seems like his declining health is related to you."

The magician scratched his head, "But seeing as he still called for you, he still seems to care for you." He muttered. Even though he can't remember me at all. He still treats me like a daughter of some sorts.

"Stay closer to him. If he continues to spend more time with that chimera without you, the pain will lessen, but the black magic won't dissapear, and he will die quickly."