Prologue

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"Aaa--" I woke up again, a single tear falling. It was that same dream again.

Why?

Why that has to replay in my dreams?

Dear God...

I beg you...

What are you trying to show me?

Is this brings a journey for me? Who was I in my dream? As much as I remember before any seconds sweep my temporary memories away, I was a male. A strong one. Looking at the soaring black mist in the skies. This place...

.

.

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...is not Leo. It is somewhere. Out from Leontina Continent. Is it Lisle? Is it Berangaria? I do not remember much now. My eyes like to play and kid around much. Maybe if I sleep again, will I or whoever was I appear again in the dream? Or maybe a different dream plays? Dear God, please. Continue what you started to show me. I want to know more about it. I am grown curious. Please. I want to know.

The warmth of the blanket and the cool silent of the nights embraced me once more. A small yawn escaped my lips as my body laying back in my bed. I actually do not care who I am. I am just a warrior. A mercenary. Well at least what I hoped to be. But yes, my social status would not allow me to wander the world on my own. My life would be at stake, say them. So please, dear God. Give me a dream so I can venture the world. Even just for one night. Let me dream that I roamed the world on my own.

...

"Princess Charlotte?"

"Princess?"

"Are you asleep?"

...

Mmm...

Someone called my name. I wonder who that is? Slowly my eyes opened, the area was white temporarily as I happened to awake in my hammock in the small garden my family have behind the palace. It is my favorite place to hide, think and finding inspirations. This is where I trained my swordsmanship with the paladin everyone in Leo known and feared mostly; the White Wolf is everyone calls him. I called him Beo. Everytime.

"Beo?"

"Seemed that you had fallen asleep again, princess," he said, gently caressing my hair. No matter how he caresses it, it will return to its ruffled form. Mother always make a fuss about it. She said I looked much like father than hers. But yes, she accepts me the way I am. I am the only child in this family. That what brings me and my parents much closer as well.

"Mmm...yeah, Beo. I had that dream again," I spoke as he caresses my hair still. "That dream again? Hmm..." he thinks to himself as he looked at me, seeing the tiredness in my eyes. "Well, take your nap then. The training today will have to be done tomorrow alright? I'll be meeting your father to discuss about this," he said gently with his warm-looking eyes. Those wolf-like eyes kinda calms me even though it scares some people in Leo. It was telling me to take my rest well. I laid back in my hammock as he bowed lightly and leaves the garden. My ears can still hear the clanking sounds of his armor but my visions fades off easily.

What this dream could be?

Could this dream pave me a way out for an adventure?

If so...

Let me enjoy this dream a bit more...

Or make it true, dear God.


-PROLOGUE ENDS-

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