Chapter 196: Fairy Morgan meets Queen Morgan

Lott found the situation increasingly bizarre. Standing before him was not his wife but a fairy that resembled her in every way.

"So, are you willing to believe me?" the fairy Morgan asked, her voice dripping with curiosity.

"Believe you? Let the professionals decide," Lott replied after a moment's thought.

"Professionals?" The fairy Morgan raised an eyebrow, clearly puzzled.

Lott gestured toward the tent where Morgan rested. "Of course, it depends on my wife's opinion."

Fairy Morgan tilted her head, intrigued. "Aren't you afraid she'll be jealous if you bring me back?"

Lot smirked, knowing his wife's personality well. "I have a clear conscience. I have nothing to fear."

"Are you so sure?" she teased, though her tone hinted at genuine curiosity.

Lott felt as if he could read Morgan's thoughts sometimes, making him confident that the fairy's suspicions would be dismissed. "Of course."

"Alright then, I'll go meet Queen Morgan with you," Fairy Morgan said, her interest piqued.

"Let's go," Lott replied, leading the way.

As they approached, Morgan lay on the bed, unaware of the surprise that awaited her. Lott's voice broke the silence. "My wife, you didn't expect I'd bring your sister back!"

"Sister?" Morgan's heart raced. The only sister she could think of was Altria, who was currently leading a campaign against the fairies. The thought of her returning sent a wave of concern through her. What if something had happened?

She quickly got off the bed and rushed outside, only to halt in shock at the sight before her. The figure standing beside Lott was strikingly familiar. How could she possibly look more like herself than Altria?

"Wait," Morgan thought, a new concern creeping in. Would their father use the same methods on others as he had with Altria? She had reason to suspect foul play.

Just as she was lost in thought, Lott introduced the fairy. "Morgan, meet Morgan from the fairy realm."

Morgan's expression morphed into confusion. "What? You mean you have another version of me?"

"Exactly," Fairy Morgan confirmed. "I'm Morgan, the Fairy Queen, and I inherited your memories from a parallel world."

"Wait, what? Could you say that again?" Morgan's brow furrowed, struggling to grasp the implications.

Fairy Morgan repeated herself, and Morgan listened intently, though her face reflected disbelief. "This is too bizarre!"

However, after a moment's reflection, she glanced at Lott, her tone shifting. "Still, it's not impossible. So, why are you here? Are you planning to dominate the fairy realm again?"

"No, I don't want that at all," Fairy Morgan replied, shaking her head. "The fairies' actions are reckless, and I want to stop them from causing destruction. I wish to make peace between humans and fairies."

Lott raised an eyebrow, silently praising her intent. Kind-hearted Morgans must be a common trait, except for the one who despises Altria, he thought.

Morgan's pride swelled, but she quickly returned to the matter at hand. "Making peace with the fairies won't be simple. They often don't value their own lives."

Fairy Morgan looked uncertain. "I'm not sure what to do about it. I came to see if you had any ideas."

"Good ideas?" Morgan muttered, her thoughts racing. "You come here with a mysterious problem, and now you're looking for help?"

She turned to Lott, hoping he might have a solution. What are you going to do?

Lott caught her gaze, interpreting her thoughts easily. "I believe you'll come up with a good plan."

"No, I can't—" Lott started, but he realized the challenge was daunting. The previous approach had been simple: charge in and annihilate the fairies.

However, if the goal was peace, it required a different strategy. "These fairies will not surrender easily. Peace isn't a result of begging; sometimes you need to fight for it."

He clenched his fists, emphasizing his resolve. "We must be prepared to face them head-on."

Morgan was accustomed to Lott's straightforward nature and did not bat an eye. However, Fairy Morgan's expression lit up. "What you said is brilliant! It's a stark contrast to the King Lott I remember. You truly are different, almost like two separate beings."

This revelation sent ripples of intrigue through Lott. "So, these alternate timelines have shaped us in completely different ways…" he mused, contemplating the implications of their meeting.