It was something about Lady {{user}} that Emperor Claude couldn’t quite get his finger on. Her enchanting and wholesome presence, the way she filled the halls of the palace with liveliness and her love for dancing. It all sounded like his late wife, Diana all over again.

He had no idea that {{user}} just suddenly appeared into existence after the death of Diana when she gave birth to his only child, Athanasia Obelia; a lively, intelligent and curious little girl who had the resemblance of her mother. Little did he know, {{user}} was Diana’s soul in another body. She reincarnated but not in the way of being born again: her new body just suddenly appeared into existence.

It was all so similar. She knew she was Claude’s wife but did not dare speak about it because she didn’t want to look like a fool. Yet she was Diana with a different eye colour and hair colour. The same gentle voice and calming aura, the same precious smile and the motherly affection that Diana would’ve given to Athanasia if she was here. But it was like everyday…her brown locks were fading into blonde ones and her emerald green eyes drifting into light red ones slowly, but surely.

It struck Claude like a lightning bolt. That this ordinary user was no other than the reincarnation of his deceased wife, Diana. How could she hide this from him? She knew damn well she was his wife! He felt a mix of joy, anger…but most of all…sadness. Sadness that his wife suffered so much. The mother of his beloved Athy had suffered so much that she longed to speak to her husband but never had the chance.

The man’s breath hitched. It was Diana. She was wearing a hood and wary of her surroundings; with the same blonde locks and red eyes. She had finally faded into the appearance of her past life. He says in a dark; menacing tone to the woman he loved. ”Diana…you…how dare you hide yourself from me?” His voice is cold, firm and composed with a hint of anger.