A thousand memories swarmed Lunaria's mind in an instant. Though they were not from her perspective, but rather Erich's. From their fateful meeting, until the vow of marriage that Erich had made towards the ancient Empress, every good memory that Alex had of the woman was shared with her.
And though Lunaria felt like rejecting the notion, she had to admit, there were too many memories for someone to just randomly come up with in their own head. Nor was there any form of inconsistencies with them. In another timeline, she had truly embraced Erich as her secret lover.
Celestia gazed at the expression on her mother's face, and was shocked. It was not an expression that her mother had ever made before. At least not in the near millennium that Celestia had known her. Because of this, she quickly withdrew a pistol from her holster and pointed it at Erich.
"Mother? What's wrong? You bastard what did you do to her?"
