The Heaven Kingdom's
THK-Who is he?
...The Heaven Kingdoms...
Ugh—how long have I been asleep until my body feels light like this, do I fall asleep for a week.
But it's impossible….Delia my best alarm must have woken me up, she knew clearly the demands of my many jobs.
“Deliaa..”.
I muttered to call Delia, still in a closed eye condition.
“Delia, have you washed my used cups of coffee?”
The first thing I remember when I wake up is a coffee cup.
“Oiya...my room has been cleaned, right?”
Just be careful if you don't clean up Delia, I won't want to accompany you on a date.
“Delia..”.
Where's she? Why haven't I returned my calls since, this again is why my eyes feel so heavy to open.
“Jeez Miss Anne has regained consciousness!”
A loud shout of someone greeted my ears, what is Delia. But since when did Delia call me by my middle name.
“Quick call the palace healer!”
The voice of another woman was heard again.
A healer? And Palace?
I guess, surely at this time Delia is watching a colossal drama of her favorite work.
Huh! My best friend never stopped watching this fantasy drama.
“Please check sir Silas”
The approaching footsteps were caught by my ears and in the next second I felt a large, coarse hand forcefully open my eyelids.
Wait, since when is Delia's hand this rough.
And why can't I open my eyelids, come on. I want to get up and immediately resume my almost deadline work.
“Nona Anne is conscious, but like her Miss Anne still needs a break”
The heavy voice of an adult man sounded clear, did Delia bring her lover into my room?
“Thank God, then thank you Mr. Silas for checking on Miss Anne”
“It has become my duty as a healer of palace”
God, why do their conversations sound real and are around me. Actually I was dreaming or something.
But I'm sure that I'm fully aware. Only my eyelids can't open yet.
No more conversations around me, is the drama over Delia?
Hey, whoever helped me open these eyes.
“Is he conscious?”
Ugh! Whose voice is that? Why does it sound so sexy—?
“It's glorious, but it still takes time to rest”
The woman's voice again.
“Cih, like her she just pretended to sleep in order to escape the punishment she had to live”
That sexy voice sounded cynical.
“Wake him!”
“But.your Majesty—“
“You refute my remarks?”
That voice now sounded very cold.
The steps were approaching and followed by a soft pat on my arm.
Finally there are people who build me, come on please cooperate!
“Nona! Miss...wake”.
If I wake up in such a soft voice, I will not be able to wake up.
Hey yell, just like Delia used to do when she woke me up.
“Don't want to wake up huh?”
That cold-spoken man is still here? Is he talking to me?
The swift and definite steps were approaching, followed by a masculine scent piercing my nose.
Wh who?
Suddenly I felt an unusual aura around me, the air around me was thinning until I was short of breath to breathe in the thinning air.
A heavy burden felt like it was squeezing my chest.
Whatisthis? Am I tired?
The pain ran all over my body, my body was cold hot and my nose was full of sweat.
Why these? Anyone help me! It's very painful.
“Tol...please..sakith”.
I still have pain in my closed eyes.
Among the darkness that had swallowed me suddenly was a flash of light so bright, so dazzling that my eyes were slashed.
I can finally open my eyes!!
I'm awake, aren't I?
But where is this? Why isn't the ceiling like the ceiling of my room.
Instead of finding Delia beside me, my eyes caught the presence of a tall man, emm— golden red hair and what was it that lit up?
Wah— is so beautiful, her blue eyes look lit up in her dim surroundings.
And what's with that cold stare, his stare is cold and sharp until I feel threatened.
Is this the angel of death? Why so handsome.
Am I in heaven now, until I can see the angel of death standing firmly beside my bed.
I ignored the handsome angel of death for a moment, and let my eyes wander to observe the very unfamiliar surroundings, this room looks old and vintage, and it looks old, the room looks very spacious and there are only a few fixtures in the corner of the room.
Ughh—the head suddenly feels dizzy.
It's a dream, isn't it? I closed my eyes for a moment and hoped when I opened my eyes. I went back to my beloved room.
My eyes opened and flickered ensuring the situation, the same!
I was still in the same room as the handsome angel of death beside me.
I sat down, groped my face and hair and it really felt real it was a sign that I was not dreaming and when I felt my chest that hurt. I just realized that the clothes I was wearing were not my clothes before going to bed.
I only wear hot pants and my signature oversize short-sleeved shirt, and why it turns into a beautiful sleeping dress.
I looked up, my eyes looking at a woman standing by the door.
What the fuck!!??
“Have finished daydreaming miss Roseanne?”
I looked at the source of the voice and it was true that he was still that handsome angel of death.
“Am I dead?”
I reached for his big arm and grasped his firmly but the man immediately brushed aside roughly.
“Aawwss..”
It hurts! This means it's real, not a dream.
Uugghh my head throbbed pain, I squeezed my hair to relieve his pain and a new crazy—hal again.
Since when has my hair been this long?
Dan—berwana white.
Whats?? Waita?
WHITIHH?????
It's crazy, really crazy, I need a mirror now I have to see my face.
Did I age until my hair turned white like this.
I saw a large mirror in the corner of this foreign room and I got out of bed and walked back to the glass.
I stood straight in front of the big mirror, at first I just watched the sleeping dress I was wearing move up and I saw golden white hair reaching my waist.
Dan—Just in the face.I was surprised until my reflexes took a step back.
“Si...who is he?”
Slowly, I touched the pale white face starting from the cheeks, nose, lips and eyes.
This is real, the mirror image also follows the reflection of the movement I did.
I raise my right hand to make sure that the person being looked at also follows my movements.
“HAH?”
Bruck
After that I just saw the darkness around me, yes I fainted!
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