Chloe sat in the queen's office. The office looked spacious, overlooking all the city and some parts of the suburbs.
Drinking a glass of sour juice, she looked at her so-called mother in awe.
Just one word from her could change everything.
"You really have amnesia?" The Queen's voice jolted her from her spacing.
The queen's voiced sounded amused and worried at the same time.
Chloe looked at the queen in the eyes, she felt like she had been seen through.
Those eyes were piercing direct to her soul.
She felt uncomfortable but there was no way she could avoid them.
"Yes my queen." She felt like puking. How can a mother allow her daughter to call her formally?
The day she will be on the throne, she would make sure the queen address her formally.
She started fantasizing the queen walking in heels with white hair while calling her my queen.
She laughed loudly at the thought.
" It's been long since you called me mother?" The queen said.She was eyeing her like a mad person.
What was wrong with this tyrant.
Chloe looked at the queen wearingly before blinking her eyes in question.
"Forego the formalities, just call me 'mother' directly. I can't be that bad even demanding my own daughter to call me formally?"
Chloe flinched at how she voiced the words, it was like answering to a question.
So she has feelings after all.
"Yes, my queen, sorry mother."
"Why did you come to find me? If am not wrong, the time we are supposed to meet isn't now?"
"What does she mean by the time we are supposed to meet is not now system?"
[ Am unsure,I was sleeping most of your time in your last life before Earth.]
Stupid. What use were you.
[ I told you is to fulfill your wish.]
"Shut up, I didn't ask."
The system and her husbands were alike.
They are always silent but when they speak she feels like smacking them.
" I need help in getting fertile land near my house" Chloe stated.
She saw at the corner of her eye her husbands standing up to live and she felt conflicted.
So this guys can be this sensible,or have they already fallen in love with the mature her who is the queen?
Seeing how they walked hastily like fleeing even staggering and the way the queen chalked on her drink, she became firm on her assumption.
So they are like wild dogs; two alphas in a pack.
" You haven't changed?" The Queen's words sounded like parables.
What change is she talking about?
Looking at Chloe's stupid expression, she decided to tell her more.
The queen rummaged in her desk before pulling out a stark of letters. She placed the letters to where Chloe was.
"Check for yourself." The queen told Chloe before she continued looking through her documents.
Chloe took one of the letters which had a child's handwriting. It seems that the writer and the receiver had a deep trust to each other.
Reading on the letters, she realized that the handwriting was hers.
She looked at the busy queen then she continued reading the letters.
The letters detailed everything in her life.
Her rebirth and the fate's cruelty.
In novearth she was reborn but since she doesn't have memories of her life she doesn't know anything. I don't know how to put it when she reclaimed her body from Earth to Novearth but I will call it transmigration.
How she was trying to change her fate and how she thinks that her memories will be wiped out.
She now wonders, why they choose to write letters, when they can call or text each other or even meet.
To the world and everyone, the queen and her daughter don't get along but in this letters it describes differently.
" Are you now free?" The queen asked, when she saw she had finished reading the letters.
"Not yet."
"And what would be stopping you from being freed?"
"All of you are."
She became comfortable in talking with the queen when she knew that they have been in touch since when she was young.
The queen raised an eyebrow. "all of us?,what do you mean."
" I need to free other characters to be completely freed."
" And how are you going to do that?"
"By purifying land and humans. It is like gaining their trust and merit at the same time. That's is the only way to accumulate enough faith and trust point to fight with the world's plot faith and trust."
"That makes sense." The queen nodded in understanding while drumming her desk.
"But your father and I were freed long ago. I just need to follow it lightly as a formality."
"Hasn't dad always been in a comma?" She scratched her head in confusion.
The queen chuckled." That is what the world knows, he had been searching for a way to help you reclaim your memories and breakfree from the plot but sadly he hasn't find a way."
The queen said before continuing. "Moreover, purification was what you are supposed to do since young, but we halted it due to the restrictions and the pain you felt when you used the powers."
"But..." The queen cut her midsentence her voice now cold direct contrast to her earlier warmth.
" You should leave. she is coming, since you aren't free just send letters, don't call me mother where there are people." She continued typing on her laptop.
Chloe stood up mechanically, she looked at the queen or mother who was busy typing after all the information she had said to her.
And who is she that is coming for the queen to be too careful.
As she left, she heard the Queen's words " if you want to visit the fruit farm, take that token and show them.
They will take you to the exclusive plantation.
About land, I will look into it and you will be messaged in less than two days.
About going to school don't bother, I Know how your voice sounds.
Close the door."
She closed the door behind her and when she raised her eyes she met Ava's, the heroine gaze.
It was sharp and questioning with a hint of envy and hatred.
"First sister?" She called sweetly.
Chloe looked at the disgust in her eyes and the benevolent expression on her face.
"Second sister." She replied calmly. "Excuse me, I will be going." She needed to get far away from this heroine side.
Who knows maybe she is plotting a revenge on what happened during the banquet.
She had been wanting for them to meet but Chloe never gave her the audience she wanted.
Brushing past her, she left but she heard footsteps following from behind.
She knew it was that persistent loach, Ava.