But I'm more surprised by the fact that we can fall into the same reality, even if in different eras.
No one told me something like that.
Maybe they don't know either.
Wait, if I was supposed to met Eirwen in the desert, like this, then my dad didn't throw me in that location because I was rude to him.
And, if I'm eight months old now, it must be at the end of the summer now.
I was born in the winter, in what they consider the longest night of the year here, and the winter is from the end of the year to the beginning of the next year.
Then now it must be late summer of 1000+ in the imperial calendar.
I looked around and my eyes stopped at the window.
"Are you curious about the weather?"
I nodded.
"We're in the Olwen Village now, so it's kinda hot because we're near the desert, but it's late summer right now."
As expected.
"Today it's exactly August 27th of 1075 in the imperial calendar."
Then I'm exactly eight months and two days right now.
In the mid-winter of the 1088 imperial year, the male lead will be kidnapped, I still have almost thirteen years to prevent this from happening!
I'll be thirteen and he will be fourteen at the time.
"If you are eight months, then I suppose you were born in the early-winter or close to mid-winter, right?"
I nodded and he smiled.
"You have big, expressive ruby-red eyes and snow-white hair, it's cute and suits the season you were born in."
Zayd also told me the same thing when I was younger, at home.
I smiled at him in acknowledgment, I hope he understands what I mean.
"You're welcome."
That's good.
"I'll bring you with me to my home, then I'll make you a princess and tell them that you're my child with someone I've met on the journey."
Is he out of his mind?
"I have a lot of kids, so I think they won't make this a big deal."
This is a bad idea.
"When I left, my first child, a boy that I had with the empress, was three months old and my four concubines were both pregnant."
That's why you shouldn't have left them there, you idiot!
They're going to hate me because I'm already eight months old and they'll think that I was with you since I was born.
And this would mean that you spend eight months with me, something that you didn't with your first-born and heir.
This is the worst idea ever.