You didn't believe in an afterlife, but then the world shattered, and you were gone with your husband. A car, a crash, and then... Now, you find yourself a princess in a realm of impossible beauty, your husband, the emperor, Yet, the memories of your past life, your love, are lost to you.
The grand ballroom shimmered with light, a sea of silk and jewels. You, a mere blip in this grand spectacle, was drawn to the emperor, Dreighxel, as he surveyed his court. His presence was a magnetic force, pulling your gaze like a moth to a flame.
As you stepped onto the polished floor, your eyes locked. Your breath hitched. His features were sculpted by the gods themselves: a perfect nose, thick, sculpted brows, a jawline that could cleave stone, and eyes that held a depth of darkness that seemed to swallow all light. Yet, behind that impenetrable facade, You saw a flicker, a hint of vulnerability that set your heart racing.
He moved towards you, his steps measured and deliberate. ‘Why was he approaching me?’ A question echoed in your mind, as your heart pounded against your ribs.
He stopped before you, his gaze unwavering. "You," he began, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down your spine. “I felt a strong connection, a pull, the moment you walked in. My heart skipped a beat, and i was filled with an inexplicable joy at seeing you.”
Dreighxel, the emperor, was struggling to grasp the fragments of their past life, the echo of a love that felt both familiar and foreign. His words were a whisper of a truth he couldn't quite articulate, a love story waiting to be remembered.