My name belongs to me only

Six years later:A normal day in the Glath kingdom

“Amelia?”

“Yes, i***t Chris.” She grudgingly answered to him, as she kept staring at the door which led to the IWC, slowly fading away from existence and looking forward, as if the boys were slowly forgetting about ever going there, but they still remembered its existence.

“Thank you,” He wasn’t loud enough for Ron to hear, but it was the perfect tone for Amelia to hear him, as she faced him.

“Whatever, I was just helping myself.” She faced the other way, ignoring the blush, emerging on her face, Chris got a glimpse of her face and started chuckling about it.

“Stop laughing at me,” She shouted, while hitting him, and he kept chuckling about it. Ron turned back, noticing the two fighting and was about to intervene, but saw the look of happiness written on their faces and laughed at them throughout the journey.

Opening her eyes to the dim moonlight, shining through her room, as she was blinking rapidly, removing her soft yet hard blanket over her skin, she grabbed a golden pocket watch from her nightstand and checked the time.

“It’s five in the morning,” She indicated to herself, as she breathed in and out, as she stretched her limbs, through her silky and foreign black nightgown, as she finished stretching her body, opening her middle drawer, and bringing out her normal work attire and holding a brown ribbon, gifted to her by Gabriella, in G047 and had a sad smile dwelling on her face.

“The year is G053,” She had said under her breath, as a tear had followed through her cheeks.

As the moonlight shined on her face, revealing how bright and clear her skin was, as she slowly removed her clothes and wrapped a towel around herself, as she prepared her bath and slowly removed the towel, as she entered the bath, at first shivering from the cold water, as it met her skin, but was slowly getting used to the chill.

She was closing her eyes slowly, as she ended up dozing off, from the comforting and sweet feeling, as she had started to remember all the times she spent during IWC and wandering to herself, who she truly was. It was easy to say, she was immortal and didn’t know where she came from. IWC raised her, and she was forever grateful for their care, and following Chris and Ron to fulfill the prophecy, which was centered around the next ruler of the Foumet race, in the next two hundred years later, there was a flaw in their plan, as the prophecy foretold the heir alternate version, in other words, his past live.

The plan was accomplished six years ago, as Rico and Christa had successfully brought back the one to fulfill the prophecy, removing the memories of the poor child, to prevent the clashing of his past life with his current life right now. He managed to bond with Jade, another person sent from IWC to help Amelia with the prophecy, but still kept it a secret from the others.

‘I never revealed the truth of the prophecy to the current generation, like the last one, I have faith in Jade to help Franbel,' She thought as the mist from the tub, spread across the bathroom, as she stood up and cleaned her body dry with her towel, closing the bathroom and wearing her clothes and grabbing the brown ribbon lastly, as she used it to pack her back hair, into a low bun, while leaving her bangs out, covering her right eye.

She removed her black shoes from under her bed, wearing them, and opened the door, but not before closing the curtains and arranging her bed covers and locking her door with her bundle of keys, she had never left without it.

She walked through the halls, and passed the servants, who all greeted her, as she walked past them, "Good morning, Lady Amelia.” And she muttered under her breath, “Good morning, to you as well.”

“She is so cool.”

“I may have heard that she has been serving the Furlorn family for about two hundred years.”

“It’s like, she can’t age and that makes her even cooler.”

“Is this idle chatting, I hear?”

“No, Head Maid Avniel.” The two maids turned their heads towards their backs, as they responded a bit too quickly, to the black-haired lady.

“Good, get back to work.”

“Yes ma’am.”

The two maids had already left to do their jobs, while leaving Amelia to giggle at the sight, while the head maid had bowed her head, as a sign of apology, but Amelia raised her up and told her it was fine, and Mrs. Avniel bowed her head and continued working and taking care of the place, while Amelia had headed towards Clover’s room.

She opened the door, witnessing Clover, who was still asleep, move a little bit in his sleep, but it was Shallom who helped with moving his body a bit, to make him comfortable. Shallom noticed Amelia’s stare and said, “I will be in the study room soon.” Satisfied by her answer, Amelia left them alone, and rested on the door, as she sighed in worry and brought her hands around her face, but was immediately distracted by Daniel, who was running downstairs.

“I am so late for practice and thirty minutes later, I have to go to school with Drake and Lucia by seven.” She dragged him by the hand, slowing him down.

“Did something happen?” She asked the breathless boy.

“Yes, I overslept and almost missed practice with Uncle Seth,” He answered to her, as she released her grip from his hands, and rushed down the hall, hitting almost all the servants and muttering “sorry,” to every servant and maid. He was hit by accident.

“Some things never change, like the unbearable charisma and happiness in a Furlorn,” She said with amusement, as Daniel continued to rush onto people and objects and kept apologizing to them.

“I think the young prince will make a kind king.” The head maid had made an appearance to the Queen, who was getting ready to talk to the vassals and watching her son, making a fool of himself, yet gaining respect from his subjects.

“He is just like his father, in every single way, even in habits and personality.” She had managed to hide the smile on her face, as she remembered the first time, she met Clover, as he had hit her for the first time and was on his knees, apologizing to her.