I had died.
There was no undoing that.
The cold metal slashing my skin was too real to be a dream, and too horrid to be a nightmare. As I opened my eyes, I suddenly heard the sound of my curtains being pulled. I turned towards the maid who had done in, and suddenly jumped up in my bed. Those colours...
"My Lady!" asked the maid, concerned. "You've woken up?"
I looked around and immediately knew that I was in my old bedroom. The colour of the maid's uniform was navy blue and white, the colours of the Kingsman Duchy during my father's leadership. My brother had them quickly changed to red and white when his era came around. Half of the maids quit and those who remained were slowly killed off by him.
The maid immediately called for the butler, but when I saw my father rush in and hug me, cold tears running down his face and touching my cheek, I understood what had happened. I've gone back in time, before my father's death and before I lost my brother. Had it been a blessing? A gift? Perhaps my prayer truly had been answered.
"I'm so glad that you're safe, Ellie..." he whispered, holding me tightly in his arms. "You gave us such a fright! Don't you dare climb another tree again! You took years off of me, making me worry like that!"
Climb... a tree? Suddenly, I looked down at my hand and saw a huge scar across the left of my palm. Right, I know exactly when I am! When I was 12 years old, I tried to follow my brother's example and climb a tree. I ended up falling from the very top of the tree and hitting my head. I was in a coma for exactly six days, and eventually woke up naturally.
After that, my brother and my father became very protective of me. It was probably because I looked so much like Mother, and how my mannerisms and views correlated with hers. I was the only piece of her that they had left after her death.
The door burst open again, and I saw Lachlan, my Lachlan, look at me with those eyes full of emotions. Upon seeing me awake, he ran towards me and touched my cheek. He burst out into tears, falling down to his knees.
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry, Ellie. I truly am! I never meant for you to fall like that! I don't deserve to be your big brother, I should have been the one to have fallen."
That's the Lachlan I remembered. The Lachlan who would kiss my hands, who would praise me when I did a good job. The Lachlan who would pick me up and place me on his shoulders, parading around the courtyard. The Lachlan who made me small bouquets, the Lachlan who was my only dance partner whenever we went to balls.
My Father hugged us both and took a deep breath, fighting back the tears.
"Please promise me that you'll let me go first?" he replied. "I couldn't live in a world without my two angels."
No... he shouldn't say that. Because in this world, without you, our family will crumble into dust and Lachlan will be lost once again. Perhaps if Father was still there, perhaps his illness wouldn't have progressed so far. I looked down, my eyes filled with sadness, as I went to hug my father. Suddenly, my fingertips brushed past a cold metal object and streams of light burst out, the windows of my room flying open. My father and brother stepped back, and looked down at where the streams of light were leading to. Attached to my fingertips, my eyes were right on the glowing pocket watch by my father's waist.
My awakening object... this did not happen in my last life. This is... different. This is the birth right of every Kingsman offspring, the gift and curse of many generations, and my awakening is today.
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