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Jennie wordlessly peered up at him. She was hesitant. There were so many things that could go wrong with telling the truth. But she wasn't in favor of telling lies, especially to her future husband. He was watching her with a hardened look, but she saw the sincerity behind it.
"I dreamt of my parents..." she confessed.
Jennie twiddled with her fingers, playing with them in hopes of distracting herself. She felt the stutter before it even came. She tried to suppress it, knowing her anxiety was the cause of it. If she just took a few deep breaths, it would be enough to clear her mind.
"A nightmare?" Lisa asked.
Jennie nodded a bit.
"I see, darling."
Lisa continued to caress the back of her head. His mother used to do the same thing to him as a child when he was on a rampage. It had been a long time since he had last seen her. She had killed herself shortly after discovering her own son could not love him, no matter what she did. And she was the cause of it.
"What was it about?" Lisa pried without hesitation.
"T-the dream made me remember something unpleasant," Jennie stammered out.
Jennie instantly regretted her stutter and bit upon her tongue. She forced herself to breathe in deeply, even if it meant inhaling his scent. He smelled intoxicatingly beautiful, like pinecones during winter and citrus during summer.
"Oh?"
"I'd like to not talk about it, Lisa."
"Why not?"
Jennie's head snapped up. Didn't he know a thing or two about boundaries? Seeing his careless smile and deep gaze, she received her answer. He was here just to stoke his own curiosity.
"I don't feel comfortable..."
"If it's something unpleasant, I can help you forget it," Lisa said. Of course, only she would forget it, but he'd remember it well.
"And how can you help me forget it?" Jennie hesitatingly asked.
"You just have to trust me, my sweet," Lisa mused.
Lisa saw the flicker in her eyes. She was watching him even more now, with doubt and interest. For once, he saw the thoughts running through her mind. She wanted to know how and why he was going to erase her memories.
It wasn't difficult. Lisa had done it before. In fact, he had done it multiple times when he attended the funeral for Kaline and Addison. Underneath a swaying willow tree, he had kneeled before Jennie and swept all of the bad memories from her. At that time, Lisa did not know, he had also wiped his presence as well.
In the end, Lisa had caused her amnesia. But why? He intended to erase all of the unwanted memories. As a child, did she view him as something unpleasant?
"O-okay..." Jennie finally responded.
Lisa snapped back to reality, but with great dissatisfaction. This tiny woman on his lap was being caressed like a pet. But in the past, she viewed him as something horrid? Horrid enough for him to be a part of her bad memories?
"You're upset," Jennie noted in a somber voice. She touched his face, her fingers smoothing out the crease on his forehead.
Lisa nearly scoffed in response. She was excellent at distracting him. A single touch was enough for his attention to be captured. Not wanting her caress anymore, he smoothed out his expression, changing it back to nonchalant arrogance.
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FantasyJennie was a dethroned Princess with a dark past. After her parents' murder and a super stealing her throne, she flees to the Empire of Wraith and unexpectedly meets Lisa a mysterious, yet handsome stranger who stole her weapon at midnight. Lisa was...