The brief dream I had while napping in Hammock had a negative impact on my mood all day.
Because Iâve had so many bizarre dreams over the past five years, I thought I was accustomed to them. I could even stand up and smile at the people of the Grand Duchy who used abusive language against me in my dream.
However, I still couldnât develop any immunity to the dreams of the Laurel tree near the lake.
Rex was pacing nervously for no reason.
I was relaxing in a comfortable chair when Theodore came over and lifted my arm. I surrendered my arm to his hand without resistance
âDo you still feel queasy?â
I shook my head. I had already consumed the tea, which was recommended for calming the stomach.
Theodore rubbed my forehead with his. The sudden action startled me, but all I could do was blink.
âYou donât have a fever.â
âIs it because you had a nightmare when you were taking a nap?â
Rex held my hand and rubbed it like a massage. I made a slow nod.
âWhat kind of dream is it?â
Even Aiden came to me as if he was worried about me sitting helplessly.
I wasnât sure if I could say it because I had never before properly discussed my dreams with anyone. I suppose itâs acceptable to say since it has nothing to do with the original story.
Looking at the six pairs of worried eyes on me, I decided to tell them about my dream. I fidgeted with my fingers before getting the nerve to speak.
âI keep seeing⊠a strange man staring at me in my dream.â
âBrother Aiden, donât bother Mary in her dreams.â
Theodore interrupted me and gave Aiden a light rebuke. Aiden confusedly slapped Theodoreâs shoulder.
I believe I chose the wrong people to discuss serious issues with. I just closed my mouth and relaxed my eyes again.
âWhat kind of man is he?â
As expected, Rex seemed to be listening to my story seriously.
I tried to think of specific traits that would characterize the man, but I was at a loss. That manâs hobby seems to be stalkingâŠâŠ.
âA man with purple eyes.â
Before today, I had never seen eyes that color.
âIs there a man with purple eyes around here?â
âThere are a few that come to mind, should we search the academy.â
Aiden replied to Theodoreâs words.
I quickly shook my hand because Aidenâs cold eyes in particular demonstrated his unwavering determination to thoroughly search the academy.
âYou donât have to; itâs just a dream.â
âEven if itâs just a dream, if you dream about the same thing repeatedly, it means thereâs a really weird guy hanging around, we should catch that guy andâŠâ
end him.
Aiden blurted out the end of his speech, but I felt I heard it.
Rex was nodding furiously next to him. Are we really going to catch some creepy person like this?
âActually, I donât even remember his face.â
âBut how did you know he had purple eyes?â
ââŠâŠI know, right?â
The emotions contained in the six pairs of eyes seemed to change from worry to a strange frustration.
Iâm also frustrated. Iâve had this dream for years, and I still have no idea who he is.
Eventually, the feeling of frustration continued until the next morning.
I had lunch and breakfast but didnât really enjoy them. It would have made Bonita, who is serious about feeding me, sad, but I couldnât help it.
I leaned against the terrace, admiring the villageâs scenery. The log cabins densely packed around the winding river were truly beautiful and peaceful.
When Iâm old, Iâd really like to live somewhere like this. Although the environment was different, the mountain where I grew up was also like this. It was a bit⊠harsh.
How can two mountains have such a different atmosphere? I continued to look at the townscape until I felt a hand on my shoulder. It was Rex.
âWhat are you doing?â
âUm, just looking at the scenery.â
âIsnât it beautiful? The others went to patrol in the village.â
I just nodded because I saw people walking out while looking at the scenery earlier.
I was wondering where they were going.
âShall we leave as well?â
âWhat?â
âThere is a beautiful lake near here. I even got permission from the Grand Duke to go with my sister!â
Rex proudly pushed out his chest and said. I hesitated. The scene in my dream was also at a lake, so it bothered me.
But Rex is so concerned about me that I canât refuseâŠâŠ He even obtained Grand Duke Estinâs approval for him to take me out.
âYes, letâs go!â
I put on a wide-brimmed hat and walked toward the lake with Rex. Two knights followed us. The mansion was a little bit away from the lake.
Rex was no longer as tired as he used to be after walking this far. It sometimes made me happy to see him grow like this. Like I had raised him.
âWow, itâs so pretty.â
âI know, right! I canât believe places like this exist. Tahata is really beautiful.â
It was an absolutely stunning landscape. Unnamed wildflowers swayed around the lake. I ran towards the lake shore.
The lakeâs surface sparkled in the sunlight. Of course, unlike the lake in my dream, this lake wasnât gloomy. Instead, it was vibrant and clear.
âComing here is a good idea, right?â
âYes!â
Rex smiled slightly as if he was relieved by my bright answer. It was weird, because that smile felt more adult thanâŠâŠ me, even more adult than Theodore.
Come to think of it, when did you get so tall? I tugged on Rexâs cheek, feeling a strange sensation. Rexâs cheeks sagged like white flour.
âWhatâs wrong with you?â
ââŠâŠ.â
âWhy are you pinching my cheeks?â
I could see beads of sweat on Rexâs forehead. I gradually let go of his cheek, which I had been pinching, because this was the baby Rex I remembered.
As he held his cheek, Rexâs expression remained bewildered. Rexâs cheeks were red even though I didnât pinch him too hard.
âSorry, youâre so cute.â
âI donât look cuteâŠâ
I wanted to tell Rex not to grow too fast. Simply put⊠âŠthat I know Rexâs future.
Rex gave me a suspicious look, but I smiled and forced back a laugh.
âNo, letâs head that way.â
We came across a tower-like structure made of stacked rocks as we slowly circled the lake.
Somehow, this looks familiar. Is it a tradition to make a wish and pile rocks one by one? Is this a local custom?
âWhat is this?â
Curious, Rex scanned the stone tower from top to bottom. If my memory serves me correctly⊠this the same tradition of making a wish by placing a stone atop a stone tower.
I sat down in search of a suitable rock to set on top with the intention of introducing Rex to such traditions.
Then, I noticed a writing on the large stone at the base of the stone tower.
âWhatâs this?â
âWhat?â
âThereâs something written here.â
At my question Rex sat down with me and began to look at the stone I pointed.
Rex followed me and began to inspect the rock I was pointing out, stooping his head low to see better. I guess Rex doesnât see it.
âSince youâre the only one who can see it, Iâm guessing itâsâŠâŠ.â
âA spell?â
Iâve never seen anything like this in my life, even though Logan, my tutor, has instilled in me all sorts of magic spell.
Who could have made such a spell? But why is it carved on a rock? To make wishes come true? The spell was so fascinating that I couldnât resist touching the rock.
Thatâs when it happened.
The stoneâs inscribed spell shone brilliantly, as though it had come to life.
I tightly closed my eyes and covered them with my arms because the sudden burst of white light had rendered me blind. Rex must have sensed it as well because he encircled me with his arms as if to shield me.
How long had it been since? I felt Rexâs arms around me loosen.
âRex?â
I called Rexâs name, but there was no answer. I opened my eyes, overcome with a vague feeling of uneasiness. The bright white light was no longer there.
As my eyes grew accustomed to the light, I noticed Rex lying motionless in front of me.
ââŠâŠ Itâs been a while.â
Rex was lying in someoneâs arms, which were as white and pale as if they had never seen the sun.
I was struggling to move as if my arms and legs were tied when I desperately wanted to free Rex from those grips.
Rather, I shot him the most ferocious glare I could muster.
He chuckled dryly and gently set Rex down. As that man let go of Rex, I felt relieved, but I started to feel uneasy once more.
Rex made no movement at all. The man stopped me when I tried to approach Rex. I quickly glanced at the knights.
I was in despair. Like Rex, they were lying down.
His mocking voice could be heard coming from behind me.
âNo, not for a long time; didnât we meet yesterday?â
I slowly turned my gaze to him. The violet eyes that looked back at me were painfully familiar.