CHAPTER XXVIII. - CONDUIT OF STORM: CONFRONTING THE TEMPEST WITHIN

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The mother of the princess is a person named Evie, same as my mom, or at least a person from my memory-dream. What I saw in that blue light dream, it felt like she is my mom and I called her by the same name – Evie. Any other situation, this would be totally coincidental because it's not like people can't have the same name. But me knowing Noion somehow makes me lean towards that my-mom-Evie and the princess-mother-Evie are the same person, which means that the princess is really me. Is that why they abandoned me? Because Ulferonn cheated on his wife and I, a child out of wedlock in a royal family, was born? It's not like I am going to suddenly claim the throne or something so why did they have to leave me alone? We could have just lived somewhere secluded in Viysus and not bother anyone.

I started to piece together the new information I got and I needed to make solid notes out of all this mess that is right now playing inside my head. My mind was a circus playing with different scenarios that it totally made me zone out, not pay attention to what's happening around me. Only a sudden presence of a blurry person appeared in front of me, warm hands holding my upper arms and it was a thud that has brought me back into the room. My eyes focused on the blue orbs that stared at me with a concern until the blur disappeared and I could see Professor Coldos standing in front of me.

Professor Coldos: Ms. Holland, are you feeling okay?

I couldn't reply. My gaze fell down on my hands that suddenly felt empty only to see that I dropped the book. I gasped because I felt guilty for letting it out of my hands and hoped the old book didn't get damaged in someway. I don't have money to pay for it to get repaired and also I don't want to lose the access to it, because the book might contain more information that would help me figure out who I am, where I come from and why they had to get rid of me.

Professor Coldos: Please note this down and translate the pages that contain more information about the princess or anything you deem interesting. I will look at your notes later.

I slightly nodded because that was my plan too. Double note it – one copy for Professor Coldos and the second, a secret one of course, for me. I crouched to pick up the book that was lying on the floor opened with the Noion text staring at me. I took the book in both of my hands while grabbing the sides of it and stood up, but the moment I straightened my body, a dizzy spell came over me and I stumbled, reaching for something firm to hold onto. I shook my head to get rid of it, scrunched my nose and squinted my eyes to get rid of the dizziness but nothing was helping. It felt like I am either drunk or I was spinning around on a rollercoaster and then stopped. I did neither of those which is why it is so weird that I feel like this. Professor Coldos' voice resonated through the office but it just went through my ears, muffled. I found a desk that helped me stabilize my body for a short moment but I could tell my body is falling backwards. Big arms hugged me from behind and guided me to sit down at something. Best I could do is to lean forward after I sat down, support myself with my arms against my thighs and knees, letting my head just fall between my legs. I wasn't feeling sick to stomach, just really exhausted suddenly, up to the point where my body was just logging off like a computer.

Professor Coldos: You are burning up.

Me: What?

I don't feel the fever, my body is not shivering or sweating, but I do feel Professor Coldos' hand pressing against my forehead and it's like a block of ice against my skin. I had no other symptoms and I felt totally fine this morning. Everyone else around me wasn't ill either, so it's not like I caught something in the classes. But this sensation felt familiar.

Professor Coldos: I think you are Overflowing again. Have you been using your powers and releasing small amounts to let your body rest?

Me: N-no. Was I supposed to do that?

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