The Land of Keimusho [ COMPLETED ]

Chapter Thirty Four: The savior??

I woke up in a place that felt both familiar and unfamiliar, and as I glanced around, I noticed Kyle sitting beside the bed, holding my hand while he slept. A pang of guilt washed over me as I remembered how harsh I had been towards him the day before I left for my kingdom. Now, with my memories fully restored, I regretted my previous behavior, realizing that Kyle had done nothing to deserve my animosity. In fact, he had shown me kindness from the very first day I arrived at Keimusho Academy.

As I began to stir, careful not to disturb his slumber, Kyle's eyes fluttered open. He rubbed his eyes, releasing my hand, and spoke softly, "My dear princess?" His words caught me by surprise, and I responded with a warm smile.

"Yes," I replied, and he seemed taken aback, his hand instinctively covering his mouth before he realized I had answered.

"Wait, do you remember everything now?" he asked, his voice filled with astonishment. I nodded, rising from the bed and feeling his excitement radiating off him.

"Yeah, although..." I started, offering him a sad smile, "I broke your gift." I confessed, recalling the moment I had thrown his present in a fit of anger.

Kyle looked at me with a gentle expression, his eyes filled with understanding. "It's okay," he replied softly. "The gift was just a material object. But anyway, I mean, everything? Do you remember everything now?" he asked, completely shocked by my statement.

"Yeah, everything. Including your twin brother. I'm sorry—I mistook him for you. He was the one I met in the forest, and he was the one I saw kissing my sister. But something doesn't add up about my parents' deaths," I confided, my voice tinged with concern.

"You remember that too?" he asked again, his surprise evident.

"As I said, I remember everything now," I replied matter-of-factly, emphasizing the completeness of my recollection.

"Goodness," he exclaimed, pulling me into a tight hug. We stood like that until a cough interrupted our embrace. When we turned to see who it was, we found Storm, looking nonchalant and bored, leaning against the open doorway.

"So, how are you?" he asked in a bored tone, his gaze shifting towards Kyle's arms still wrapped around me. Kyle released me awkwardly and settled back into his seat.

I mustered up the courage to respond but found myself getting shy, glancing down and nodding slowly to answer his question.

"Your friends are getting worried. They might be here any minute," he informed me casually before turning to leave. I looked up to catch his expression, and his face appeared unusually tense, his brow furrowed. Storm signaled for Kyle to accompany him, and Kyle obliged.

"I'll take my leave as well, my dear princess. I'll talk to you later," Kyle said, kissing my hand before following Storm. Storm's demeanor was unreadable, his face marked with a deep furrow as he observed Kyle's actions before hastily walking away.

"Hurry up, Kyle!" he called out without looking back, and Kyle waved goodbye to me before following in Storm's footsteps.

As they departed, mere seconds passed before the elites materialized before me, and it was at that moment when I fully comprehended my surroundings—I was in the infirmary. The sterile white walls, the faint scent of disinfectant lingering in the air, and the soft hum of medical equipment all confirmed my location. The abrupt transition left me feeling disoriented yet relieved to be in a place of safety and care.

"Hey, how come you lost consciousness in the crowd?" Loremae asked, gripping both of my arms tightly.

"Good thing Storm found you, though. It could have been bad if not," Jen chimed in between bites of her snack.