—Melissa—
I went to the garden again and walked around thinking of what spell I should put.
"There's no way to bring it back to life."
A familiar voice of a woman spoke behind me. I turned around to find her wearing a black dress. I suppose that she's wearing a corset that made her chest pump and round. She's also wearing a red cloak over it. I stared at her face trying to remember her in my dream.
"What if I could?" I challenged her. I could feel the dark aura around her.
"Well, there's no way to challenge you, right? After all, you are the King's mistress."
I frowned at her. It only means that I am the king's woman. Not someone that he will make as a Queen. However, I feel confident and so I stared at her.
"What brings you here?" I asked.
"You don't know who I am?" She scoffed.
"I guess in my mind. Probably because something is blocking my mind to remember you."
