The love between a humans and Witch Princesses

Chapter 20

Guardian

Father was buried today and it is as if I've lost another important person in my life all over again.

Every night, I have this dream that feels like a distant memory. I feel like I have known that girl in my dream or that girl has always been watching me from behind. 

It's nighttime, and I don't feel like sleeping until I spot someone on the balcony. It's creepy but that person seems like a girl.

"Who..." I had the courage to speak. "Who are you?"

She stayed in the dark. "Someone you know."

That made me think. 

"A-Are you, my stalker?"

She laughs. "Don't you think that's a bit creepy?"

Man, she had a beautiful laugh. I thought. 

I chuckled. "Are you afraid?"

"No." She replied coldly.

"Then, come out. Show me your face."

She chuckles. "You've always been an impatient one, are you, Solid?"

I frown. "How do you know my name?"

"I know everything, Solid."

The way she said my name sounded right. I thought. 

"Would it be unfair if you're the only one who knows my name?" I asked and she just hummed. "What's your name?"

"Is that a question or a statement?"

"Just answer it."

She laughs again. "Like I said, I am someone you already know." She said. "Not in this life of yours but your past life."

"I'm confused."

"I know it's confusing but you will find out more about it when you're a lot older."

I frown. "Why not, now?"

"Because you are too young to handle it."

And since that night, we have been talking for hours. Sometimes, I can't even sleep without hearing her voice.

I don't know what's in her but there is something about her that I could rely on. Something that she said that we used to know each other from my past life...

"Hey," She called making me turn. "What are you thinking about?"

"You." I glanced at her to see if I could see, at least, a little of her face but I saw a red tint across her face. I smirked. "I was just thinking on how beautiful you must be judging how modest you talks."

She simply nod. "Oh, yeah?"

"Say... are you a royal?"

She laughs. "Do you still consider me royal if I tell you that I'm half?"

I turn to her with confusion in my face. "Huh? Is that even possible?"

She smiles but it was too dark to see it clearly. "Yes, it is." She said happily. "My late mother fell in love with a nobleman who didn't want me when he first met me."

"Oh, sorry."

"Oh, don't be. It wasn't even your fault." She shrugs.

"But may I ask how your mother died?"

She sighs. "I'm not sure. Some said she died giving birth to me, others said that she suffered this illness while she was pregnant with me." She shrugs again.