"And?" Alwin frowned at her.
"He recognized . He knew past reincarnations before ," Arabella said, and Alwin was wide-eyed.
"What?!! Who?! Why are you only telling about this now?!"
"I didn’t get the chance to tell you since you went missing shortly after. It was when you went to Umbra. And after you returned, it was Ferdinand who went missing instead. A lot was going on, and it completely left my mind. I think I did tell you so parts, though. I think," Arabella scratched the back of her head.
"Ah, I see... Then spit it out now. Who was the reincarnation before you?" Alwin said.
"The late Fairy Queen before the Great War," Arabella said, and Alwin froze.
"Then, it’s too recent. So aside from being of elf descent, this is another reason why Uncle seems to like," Alwin nodded his head in understanding.
"Yes, he recognized imdiately since the forr Fairy Queen was a close friend of his," Arabella added.
"Wait! I heard the forr Fairy Queen had a family. A husband and even several children!" Alwin said with wide eyes.
"Yes. But he is already dead. I heard the two died in each other’s arms, sacrificing themselves to protect the fairies. As for the children, I heard your Uncle protected them," Arabella said what she knew so far.
The love story of the reincarnation before her was like a romantic tragedy novel. It was good and romantic at first, but ended up in a tragedy due to the Great War.
Alvis and his wife were the trusted friends who protected the children who were left behind.
"Aren’t you curious about who your forr husband is?" Alwin narrowed his eyes on her.
"I already know who is," Arabella said, and Alwin gave her a warning glare.
"Who is it?!"
"It’s Icarus. He seems to be the reincarnation of the late Fairy King," Arabella revealed.
"What?!! He’s your forr husband?!" Alwin’s eyes looked like they might bulge out of their sockets.
"Yes. I saw what they both looked like in your Uncle’s recollection.
I look exactly like the late Fairy Queen, and Icarus looked exactly like the late Fairy King.
But you don’t have to worry since, as you have said, he is already a ’forr husband.’
And it’s not by , but by the late Fairy Queen.
We may share the sa soul, but she is a different person entirely.
She is not , and I am not her.
There is a difference in our body and our mories," Arabella replied calmly.
"But past regrets beco a part of the new reincarnation," Alwin said warily.
"Yes, Ferdinand said that, too.
But I don’t think she had particularly heavy regrets.
From what I have heard from Alvis, if it’s the late Fairy Queen, she might not have that many regrets.
Alvis said she lived a good life, had a good husband, and had adorable children.
Her life was happy and complete.
Except that the way it ended was tragic because of the Great War.
And she poured her life into protecting her children and the fairies.
She must not have many regrets since she did everything she could and managed to save them, but at the cost of her life."
If they look at it this way, the Fairy Queen had lived her life to the fullest, and if it was Arabella, she would have no regrets except for not being able to see her grandchildren.
But she would already be more than grateful enough for the life she had lived so far.
"Their ho, huh... I haven’t seen it in person, but I have read about it in books. I think this is it," Alwin used magic to show it to her, and Arabella froze.
"T-that is their ho?!" Arabella gulped.
It looked exactly like the huge flower she saw on the pond when she was young.
"What’s wrong?! Do you rember it?" Alwin was alard by her expression.
"Alwin, the huge flower I saw at the pond when I was a child looked exactly like this. Except, without doors or windows. It looked like a normal flower, but huge and almost my height back then."
"You an that ti you almost drowned because you saw a glowing flower in the pond and wanted to get it, and the Dragon God saved you?" Alwin frowned.
"Yes."
"Then ’that entity’ must have intentionally created it knowing fully well you will be attracted to it because of your previous life.
The late Fairy Queen’s greatest regret must be their ruined ho.
The elders said, one’s affinity to past regrets is strongest in one’s younger years.
It must also be why you are so obsessed with flowers when you were young, even when you keep getting wounded by their thorns," Alwin concluded.
He was there, staying on guard, when Arabella spoke with her family, so he had heard about her antics with flowers.
"Then, perhaps that’s true..."
Arabella gulped as she felt a pain in her chest as if what Alwin just said resonated with sothing deep inside her.
Most ladies liked flowers, but the way she liked flowers in her childhood was indeed a bit too much.
Regardless of getting scolded so many tis, she always went to the flower garden where she was surrounded by it.
She felt the most at ease when a flower was in sight. And most especially when she was surrounded by them.
If her forr ho was this grand, flower-looking abode, then it explains her obsession with flowers back then.
It had indeed greatly eased now that she had other priorities, but being surrounded by flowers still always helped make her relax and feel at ease.
"It must be a ho she loved dearly, but to abandon to prioritize the lives of her people," Arabella said.
And as she said it, it sohow felt true as if she had always known it, but only realized now.
"Yes, only a small part where they focused their magic remained.
My Uncle did his best to help the fairies repair it, but most parts were all new installations since a greater part was destroyed.
But I think they have successfully made it look exactly the sa.
I heard it’s on the elves’ island," Alwin said, and Arabella’s heartbeat suddenly raced.
She spoke before she could help herself, "I want to see it!"
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