This is wine? Lucia frowned when she sniffed my glass. She then looked at me, who was lying on the bed, and sighed: Its unlike you to get yourself drunk at night. I thought you didnt sleep well the last two nights. Its better for you if I return to my room
No, its not your fault. Actually, with you by my side, Ill feel more reassured and dont need to rely on wine. However, I keep having dreams at night recently, which is why I wanted to induce a sleepy state.
Lucia helped me up and undressed me. Though Mom told me I could sleep soundly after some alcohol, I felt knocking myself out with alcohol was excessive. I needed to reduce the dosage next time. I couldnt reduce it when I drink with Mom, unfortunately.
Done. Lucia set my clothes aside then pushed me back down onto the bed. She then covered me with the blanket and, finally, gave me a kiss on my cheek: Goodnight, Your Highness. I will not disturb your sleep this time. You will have a headache if you dont get some good sleep tonight. Youll have to go to humanity in three days. Hence, I will have less and less time to be with you. I dont want to waste a second.
I see. Goodnight, then, Lucia.
I grabbed hold of Lucias hand and brought it up to my mouth to give it a gentle kiss. Lucia giggled then left the room. I needed good sleep; else, Id have a throbbing headache tomorrow that would ruin my entire day. Additionally, I wanted to know if Id have the same dream again.
I shut my eyes. The fatigue and sleepiness instantly put me to sleep. The stupor I put myself into was instantly effective. Alcohol was the best sleep medication at the end of the day. That said, I was awake before I got to sleep for I strangely felt a gaze on me.
I pulled my blanket and scanned my room. The green flame in the walls fireplace was still burning. The light wasnt so intense that itd wake me up. My glass by my bedside still had some wine in it. I grabbed my glass. The distinct feeling let me know I wasnt dreaming. I had no idea when I came to, but I could feel someone watching me from the door. I looked toward the door. The green dress quickly vanished. I stood up and called out, Mom?
I caught a glimpse of the green dress and blonde long hair. I wasnt convinced that I mistook her. It was definitely Mom who was watching me from the door. I didnt know why Mom came by so late, and it was unlike Mom If Mom wanted to perform a night raid on me, she wouldnt quit.
I stood up. I picked up my clothes by the side and rushed out. Something about Moms behaviour was peculiar. I rushed into the corridor. The corridor looked normal as per usual. It wasnt cold or moist. As a matter of fact, I could hear the footsteps of patrol guards coming from another floor. Even so, something was odd.
I didnt see Mom in the corridor, so I called, Mom?
I rushed over to see Mom from the back as she went toward her room. I ran over and pressed my hand on Moms shoulder. Mom looked over her shoulder, baffled. She suddenly revealed an infuriated look. Next thing I knew, I was sent flying. I was then firmly pressed up to the wall. Moms blonde hair behind her rose: This is the elven imperial palace. Nobody is permitted entry at night. I dont care how you got in, but you are to get out right now! If you dont leave, Ill kill you!
Mom, what are you saying?! Dont you recognise me?! Its me!

Mom wouldnt show mercy with her magic. Had it not been for my dragon scales, Moms Wind Blade wouldve sliced me the next instant.
Mom yelled, I dont care who youre the child of. You shouldnt be here. Now, get out!
I told you, youre my Mom! Im your son! Dont you recognise me?!
My son? asked Mommy Vyvyan. Her eyes froze for a moment. However, her rage in her eyes then burnt even more intensely. She thundered, Youre not my Son! I only have one son! How could it be you?! At least come up with a convincing lie if youre going to lie! What are you after?! Are you after my son?! If you dare lay a hand on my son, Ill make you regret being born!!
What are you saying?
Mom strangled my throat with one hand. She wasnt using magic; it was purely her physical arm strength. Her anger led to her eyes turning red. I couldnt breathe. All I could do was struggle futilely. Mom aggressively threw me through a window, shattering it, sending me toppling into the flower bed below.
Before I could scream, someone in black swooped down similarly to a bat. She pressed one hand down on my face, thereby covering up my sight. Her black cape fluttered in the wind. She stabbed my neck with a dagger, consequently emitting a clang sound.
Tch, you have armour on, do you?
A familiar voice came from overhead. The girl had a black face mask. Her eyes were familiar. It was Lucia. She quickly got off me. Before I could shout out, she spun around and drove my head into the flower garden. The kick was hard enough to snap my spine.
Your Highness, the target has been apprehended.
Anyone who tries to harm my son can just be killed.
I cannot kill him for the moment as my weapon cannot pierce his vitals. Let us lock him up.
Hes not my son. Hes just commoner. He shouldnt be by my side. I have my son. I dont need him!
I couldnt say a word. I was then dragged off. The next thing I saw was my entire life. I was looking at someone else, or rather, the real Troy, living with my mom, Lucia, Nier and living the life that belonged to me


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