Book 13: Chapter 61
When I came to again, I saw a timber ceiling. The smell of the sea around me was gone. Instead, a smell I couldn’t be any more familiar with welcomed me; it was the smell of the elven forest. The familiar fragrance lingered by the tip of my nose. It was the same as when I woke up in this world for the first time and saw Mommy Vyvyan.
I was at the elven forest except I wasn’t sure where in the elven lands. I wouldn’t be surprised if I was in the Galadriel Tribe’s cemetery. However, before my eyes right now was an oddly familiar ceiling. I’d never been there before, yet I couldn’t help but feel I had been there in the past.
I wanted to sit up, only to discover that I couldn’t budge. I didn’t know how long it had been since I was last awake. All I could recall was Vyvyan shoving Elizabeth away, and they fought in front of me, again. Mommy Vyvyan didn’t hesitate to use magic to smash Mommy Elizabeth into the cabin. She ignored Nier and Lucia, who tried to stop her, and threw them both off the ship. She then pulled me over and took off with Instant Transmission. The immense pressure of utilising Instant Transmission caused me to instantly lose conscious.
Nothing would convince Vyvyan to give up in her current state. Everything would fall on deaf ears; all lives were insignificant. She’d dare to kill anybody who stopped her. She wouldn’t hesitate in the slightest even if it was her old friend or her Lucia.
The sound of footsteps closed in. Mommy Vyvyan opened the timber door in front of me. Her eyes were red, and she wore a gloomy smile. She was holding a steaming bowl of soup. She sat down by the side of the bed and stroked my head: “Son, how do you feel now?”
“I still… can’t move…”
Mommy Vyvyan raised the bowl up with a smile: “That’s all right. I’ll definitely be able to save you as long as you’re alive, Son. I definitely will. Don’t worry. You’ll be fine as long as you’re by Mommy’s side. You’ll survive, as long as you’re by Mommy’s side. Mommy will do everything to save you even if it costs my life.”
“Mom… How exactly… am I…?”
“Have some soup first, Son. There’s only the two of us now.” Vyvyan raised the spoon and blew it. She fed me and revealed a blissful smile. Voice soft, she added, “Just as in the past, Son. Just as in the past. There’s only the two of us. It’s enough with Mommy looking after you. You just need to give Mommy a smile. Mommy will feel fulfilled if Mommy can see your smile. We can continue living, even if it’s just us…”