The Cursed Prince's Strange Bride

Chapter 190 Ancestor And Descendant

Alicia felt like she was wandering. She could not exactly place it, but she knew something was wrong. If "Nothing" was a place, she was currently there. She could see nothing except a big black void, and that made her scared.

She thought it was a nightmare at first and prayed to wake up, but as the seconds passed, she became concerned. What made her even more scared was when she pinched herself and felt the pain for real. Her heartbeat spiked.

What was happening to her? Was this another transmigration? How did she get here? What happened? Was she going to be stuck here now? No! She didn't want to be here. She couldn't stay here.

What about Harold? Where was he? She yelled his name several times, but there was nothing.

All she could hear was the reverberating sound of her voice. It made her shudder with fear, and she hugged herself to ward off the feeling of dread that was beginning to overwhelm her. She felt it to the point where she could almost taste it.

"Hello?" She called out, and her voice echoed.

"Is anyone here?" She called again, hoping that she wasn't alone. Maybe someone else was around somewhere but had failed to respond because she had called Harold and they were not Harold.

She bit her lip when she got no response. It felt like she was the only one in this place, and that caused a deep feeling of dread and fear to settle over her.

Why was this happening to her? Was it because she had failed to appreciate what she had at the Moon Kingdom and kept trying to return to her life? Was this a sort of punishment? How would Harold cope? He had said he was merely existing before she came. How would he live now?

How could she be worrying about Harold right now when she didn't even know where she was or what was happening to her? Alicia asked herself incredulously, and her heart skipped a beat when someone suddenly spoke.

"It's you!"

Alicia turned when she heard the very familiar voice. And instead of being scared at the sudden presence, she felt a lot at ease, and almost immediately, the place brightened up.

She squinted and tried to adjust to the sudden brightness while trying to see the person's face.

She wasn't surprised to see a replica of herself standing there staring at her in wonder. It only took one look for her to know that it wasn't her. This was Queen Anne.

Apart from the outfit she was wearing, what stood out was her bulging stomach under the long plain white dress she was wearing.

She was pregnant.

Her face was pale and her hair was brushed down, falling down to her waist.

"You look... just like me," Anne said with awe.

Really? How was that possible? Was she by chance...

She touched her face and quickly looked at her hands and nails. She wasn't in Amber's body. She was looking like her real self currently. How did that happen?

"You are Queen Anne, right? Where am I?"

Anne's eyes widened. "How... did you know my name? And... who are you? Why do you look like me?"

Okay... this was weird now. If Anne was this okay to meet her like this, shouldn't it mean she knew who she was? Besides, Harvey had said her name had been in Anne's diary, right? So why didn't she know her and was asking her who she was?

"How did I get here? Was it you?" Alicia asked, and Anne gave her a nod.

"Yes. I summoned you here."

"Why?"

"Because I saw you a year ago. You were at the market. And I knew you were not a real person. You saw me too, didn't you?"

A year ago? Market? Not a real person?

"A year ago?" Alicia asked, and Anne nodded slowly.

It was a year ago? How was that a year ago? Wasn't it only a little while ago that Alicia saw her? None of it made sense.

"Don't you remember?" Anne asked, but Alicia raised a finger to stop her.

"Give me a minute!" Alicia said, as her brain rapidly began to put things together to make sense of the situation.

One, it seemed like this was their second meeting. Two, Anne had probably summoned her after seeing her the first time. Three, time was different in this dimension. Or maybe she was just the one who was confused.

"I saw you too. But the timing doesn't make sense..."

"What is your name?" Anne cut in.

"My name is Alicia."

"Alicia," She repeated the name. "I would have been able to summon you easily if I knew your name." She muttered to herself.

"How were you able to do it? To summon me here?" Alicia asked in confusion.

"It's the Blood moon tonight. It was not very difficult but not very easy either."

Blood moon again. So that hadn't been just a myth then?

"The first time I saw you at the marketplace. Was that on a blood moon too?"

Anne nodded. "But I didn't summon you then. So I was surprised to see a non-human that looked like me."

"I am a human. And... I think... you are my ancestor." Alicia informed her.

"Your ancestor?"

"I am from the year two thousand and twenty."

As soon as she said that, Anne's eyes widened, "How... is that possible?"

"You tell me. You are the witch here."

Her eyes widened again. "How... did you know that?"

"Is there any other way to explain how I am here? You have to be a witch to have summoned me," Alicia said, wondering why Anne didn't seem so smart like she had always imagined.

"What year is this?" She asked before Anne could speak again.

"This is... year Fourteen-eighty-five," Anne said, and Alicia's eyes narrowed as she pondered that piece of information.

She was back in time again? The year with Harold was 1503. This meant she had gone 19 years back. And also meant that the baby in her stomach was...

"Amber?" Alicia asked, pointing at Anne's stomach.