New World, New Life: I Became A Bigshot In The Ancient World

Aristia’s eyes snapped open. She was resting on a textbook. She sat up straight and looked around, her heart pounding quickly.

She had been dreaming. She was not in the real world nor was she at home. She was in the book world. She was in the room for her history lesson.

She tried to calm her beating heart , her mind still reeling from the realistic dream she just had.

The first dream she had was the scene that happened in the morning of the day she read the novel and entered the book world. The second dream was a scene that happened when she was fourteen. They were both memories.

The second dream was a memory she was trying to remember, even though it had been mixed with dream effects, like when she had hugged her parents and told them she missed them. That hadn’t happened in real life. It seemed the dreamlike memory had been influenced by her emotions.

Frustration filled her heart. Someone decided to wake her just when she was about to finally find out what memory it was she was forgetting. She didn’t know why she couldn’t recall it before.

"Princess, are you alright?"

Aristia looked up to see Viscountess Vasily Hemsworth staring at her with worry in her eyes.

"Um, yes. I am." She replied, sitting up and rubbing her eyes.

"You fell asleep in the middle of the lesson." Vasily stated the obvious.

"I apologise for the unsightly behavior, Viscountess Vasily." Aristia apologised.