Chapter 449: : Pages

Chapter 449: : Pages



With shaky hands, I take the object from the wooden box. Tears roll down my cheeks as I confirm my suspicions.

It is truly what I've been searching for. My hand traces the front of the object, feeling excitement build inside me.

I eagerly turn the pages, and the familiar handwriting greets me.

"King, are you gay?" I whisper to myself as tears stream down my face.

I finally found it. The thing that connects me to the real world. I hug it tightly, afraid that I might lose it at any moment.

I can't afford to lose this. It's my only way back to my own world.

However, a pang of pain immediately enveloped my whole being. The thought of returning home hurts so much.

But why? Isn't that my ultimate goal? To return to the real world? So why does it feel like it's not what I truly want?

I sigh and look outside my window, trying to collect my thoughts. Hoping I am just overwhelmed with emotions and unable to process them properly.

However, even after a few minutes, the heavy emotions remain.

"I should be happy, right? Because can finally end this nightmare. But why can't I be happy?"

Tears continue rolling down my face, and sobs escape from my mouth.

I slump onto my bed and let my emotions take over. Just this once, I'll allow myself to cry and feel the pain. Because after this, I have no choice but to face the story head-on.

To face the future as the villainess.

"My dear, what is the meaning of this? Why are you with them? Are they holding you hostage? Come here, my dear. Your father and I will protect you."

I frown and look at Mother. She stands in front of me with Father beside her, and behind them are rows of Lauretré soldiers.

What is going on? Why do they seem so anxious? And why are they here with our soldiers? Did something happen in the Vrawyth Kingdom?

I was about to explain when suddenly a loud laugh broke the silence. "Hostage? Countess, you're mistaken. Csille isn't our hostage. She is the sole reason the war is happening. Out of her anger towards Prince Fraser, she decided to rebel against the Vrawyth Kingdom."

My eyes widened at the sound of that familiar voice. I turned to see Mister Sewell grinning devilishly at my parents.

What is happening? It feels like I've missed a few chapters. How did we get to the point of being at war?

Isn't this the end of the novel? Csille Lauretré's downfall signals a new beginning for the entire Vrawyth Kingdom and the start of Prince Fraser and Princess Paislee's love story.

"No, I won't believe a traitor like you. I'm sure my daughter was coerced into this. Sewell Saintillevé, I know your tricks, and you won't fool me. Leave our daughter alone."

I look at my enrage father. He looks so mad right now, he looks like he can kill Mister Sewell in any moment.

However, Mister Sewell remains unfazed. He simply gazes at Father and nonchalantly shrugs his shoulders.

Eve attempts to speak, but I interrupt her. "I'll manage. So, please, just leave me be for now."

After the dream I had, all I want to do right now is to calm myself down. And I won't be able to do that if Eve is with me.

I breathed a sigh of relief as the door closed, then leaned against the wall, sighing again. What was that dream about? Could it be because all I think about lately is the war? Or is it reminding me to stay faithful to my destiny?

"I don't know what to do anymore," I mumble to myself.

I really wish I could talk to the Virtouse again, but no matter how hard I try, I can't reach

them.

The only solution I can think of is if I find the head Virtouse...

My eyes immediately widen when I realized something. The book! I have found the book.

I quickly search my room for the book Lily gave me in the real world.

With shaky hands, I pick up the book from the bedside table and stare at it. It's the only thing connecting me to the real world.

I take a closer look at the book and sigh before turning its pages. I've made a quick scan just

to see where are we in the novel.

There's still a few chapter before we reach to the part where I stop writing. It is the part where Csille will make a big decision.

I sigh and close the book. I only have two months more or less. So, I need to clear my head

first before I start writing again. Write how things will end even if I already know how it'll

end.

It's getting nearer and nearer. Yet I am still not prepared. I'm scared, too scared to even face

reality.

I wish I could change how things will end, but I know I can't go against the storyline. Even though the version in the book might not be finished, it doesn't mean I have the right to change what will happen.

Hours have passed since I read the contents of the book, but I still can't sleep. My mind is too occupied with thoughts of the future.

With a sigh, I decide to take a walk through our garden, hoping to distract myself from the uncertainty ahead.

As I approach the garden, I spot a silhouette standing in the middle of it. Immediately, fear grips me, and I instinctively hide myself. Just because I can move around

now doesn't mean I can protect myself if someone intends to harm me.

But who would dare to harm Csille within the Lauretré residence? "You don't have to hide anymore. I know you're there, Csille," the familiar voice calls out.

My body freezes as I recognize the voice, the same one that haunts me in my dreams. What is he doing here in the middle of the night?