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The Fan(GL)

This story is about two women who always found and loved each other in every lifetime but not meant to be together. This story is about two people who fell in love at the wrong time and opportunity. It is the love of two women named Freen Sarocha, a servant and Rebecca Armstrong, daughter of a noble foreigner. Their love was not accepted and understood by the people in the 16th century that brought them to disaster and death. But even death cannot stop their love because it not only overflows in their hearts but also in the depths of their souls. This is because of the red thread that binds their souls that no matter what happens at any time they will still find each other. But this connection is just a part of Freen's life to teach her a lesson that until she overcomes it will just happen again and again in a cycle. Just like she would repeatedly see her beloved Rebecca die in her arms in every timeline. But the last time Freen died, she found a way choosing to live in the opposite situation, is this the time that she can finally change the course of their story? A/N This is a freenbeck fanfic story this is my first time doing a fanfic. I just can't get over yet with this two so I decided to write a fanfic.

Maryflor · LGBT+
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55 Chs

The Servant

Becky was standing on the balcony, looking at the night sky, while drinking her wine. She felt a sense of peace and tranquility as she watched the stars twinkle above her, and she couldn't help but feel grateful for the moment of solitude. As she took another sip of her wine, she closed her eyes and let out a contented sigh. When she heard a knock, she wondered who could be this person who disturbed her seconds of peace and just being her. She reluctantly got inside her room and made her way to the door, hoping it wasn't someone who would ruin her relaxing evening. As she opened the door, she was surprised to see the maid she requested standing there with a big smile on her face.

Becky seemed annoyed with the maid's smiling face in front of her, so she quickly closed the door, which knocked on Freen's nose .

''Urgh," groaned Freen, holding her nose. She jumped a few times before she decided to get inside. She found Becky sitting elegantly on the couch inside the room beside the fireplace.

Freen stopped when she saw the scenario in her mind. She could literally feel her nose hurt as the scenario absorbed itself in her mind .

It's happening again. She thought

In her mind, she could see the image of Becky with white-blonde hair and expressive blue eyes. The woman really has a resemblance to Becky's facial features, except this woman, in her mind, is more beautiful and more English-looking than Becky. As this woman's skin is so fair, she really does look like a goddess, and the braided long, straight, and smooth white-blonde hair is giving her a more goddess-like look. The woman is looking so elegant and high-class, while Becky has brown eyes and brown hair, and you could see the Asian blood in her features.

''Freen.''

''Freen''

''Cut'' The director's shout made me come back to my senses. I saw Becky's worried face as she was about to get up and come near me.

"Are you okay, Freen?" Director Wuttapong asked, but I wasn't able to answer as I felt so dizzy and my knees were weak.

''Okay, I think we need a break . Let's all take a few minutes break," Director Wuttapong suggested.

Becky was able to catch me when I was about to fall to the ground, but she couldn't carry me to the ground as she also struggled to walk in her Victorian dress. A staff member came and helped us, but Becky still wouldn't let go .

I smiled at what she did; she really knew I was comfortable being touched by strangers. And we walked slowly to our designated chairs. Mee Becky's assistant quickly brought water to me as soon as my buttocks landed on my chair.

She was combing my hair and asking me what was wrong, while Becky was asking people to give themselves space to breathe.

I saw Jim, Kade, and Tee coming our way with worried faces.

"Are you okay, Freen?" Director Wuttapong asked, but I wasn't able to answer as I felt so dizzy and my knees were weak.

''Okay, I think we need a break . Let's all take a few minutes break," Director Wuttapong suggested.

Becky was able to catch me when I was about to fall to the ground, but she couldn't carry me to the ground as she also struggled to walk in her Victorian dress. A staff member came and helped us, but Becky still wouldn't let go .

I smiled at what she did; she really knew I was comfortable being touched by strangers. And we walked slowly to our designated chairs. Mee Becky's assistant quickly brought water to me as soon as my buttocks landed on my chair.

She was combing my hair and asking me what was wrong, while Becky was asking people to give themselves space to breathe.

I saw Jim, Kade, and Tee coming our way with worried faces.

I took a deep breath and told Mee Becky's assistant that I was just feeling a bit overwhelmed. As Jim, Kade, and Tee approached us, I felt grateful for their concern and support.

''No. I am okay. Really, it's nothing serious, as the medics approached me, checked my pulse, and offered me something to breathe in. '' I just need to sit down for a few minutes and gather myself. Thank you for your concern, but I'll be fine.'' I said it honestly . I don't want to be the cause of this project's delay.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Director Wuttapong is now sitting in front of me because he wants to be sure I am okay because I requested to continue in five minutes.

'' I am sure , director Wuttapong, let's not waste time and make this film a hit of this era. '' He nods and taps my shoulder lightly. "I appreciate your dedication to this project, but please don't hesitate to ask for help if you need it."

I smiled genuinely at him, grateful for having him as my director.

"Scene 90 , get ready, everyone!"" Director Wuttapong said in his megaphone. The crew members quickly gathered around him, waiting for further instructions. They knew that the director's voice through the megaphone meant that filming was about to begin.

'' All positions, Freen's position, Becky's position—we will watch this scene all over again as Freen is about to enter the room. Becky's position is ready. All people check the light, cameras , props, and sound. The crew members sprang into action, checking and rechecking everything to ensure that the scene would be perfect. They knew that Director Wuttapong was a perfectionist and wouldn't settle for anything less than the best.

Freen found Lady Rebecca sitting elegantly on her couch near the fireplace, engrossed in reading a book, which gives more light to the room than the lamps in this room. Freen, notice how Lady Rebecca's beautiful face is illuminated by fire light; you can see no flaws in this goddess's face .

She's beautiful indeed, but she's got this goddess-like face with a devilish attitude. How could God make such a beautiful face but not give such a privilege to everyone? Freen, as she again admires Lady Rebecca's beauty in front of her,

But if God had given beauty to everyone, how would we define beauty in the first place? Freen laughed at herself for thinking about it. I especially realized the thought of not being so pleasant

"Excuse me, are you laughing at me, servant?" Lady Rebecca was irritated as she heard Freen's giggle in front of her.

But she was so into her thoughts, as she always is, that she didn't notice Rebecca's question towards her.

Lady Rebecca closed her book loudly in Freen's face, which made Freen wince, and her ear ranged from the loud sound it made near her ear.

This devilish brat white woman!

''What you're going to punch me? You servant , don't you dare!" Lady Rebecca shouted at her.

''What you're going to punch me? You servant , don't you dare!" Lady Rebecca shouted at her.

Freen pulled her fist and forced a smile, and she bowed several times as a sign of apology as they couldn't understand each other in the words they spoke.

Freen was stunned when Lady Rebecca signaled her to kneel down as an apology for just zoning out.

Is she serious?

She glared at Lady Rebecca which made the lady more annoyed at her .

This servant has been annoying me with those stares since day one what's her deal with me?

All the servants around the mansion are respectful towards me, but this girl has been staring at me like she has something bad to do to me. She even spilled orange juice on my dress and ignored me after. She's the very first person to have insulted me this hard.

I chose her to be my personal assistant to let her know her place. I am a brat, but I also have a bad temper, especially in times like this.

And how dare she glared at me like she was just my level in social status , I was just asking her to get my Handkerchief because its hard for me get it because hadn't change my clothes yet this dress is suffocating me I can't move my body the I want it.

It stinks to be a woman in this because everything I do is numbered and should always look elegant and with class.

Lady Rebecca was stunned when she saw Freen kneel down in front of her

"What the heck are you doing?" Lady Rebecca asked Freen in a shaky voice as Freen kneeled down and bowed at her feet.

"What the heck, get off me." She stopped Freen by waving her feet, but she gasped when she accidentally kicked Freen's face.

'' I- a.. I am sorry about that.

'' YOU DEVIL, I AM GETTING FULL OF YOU; I SWEAR I COULD KILL YOU RIGHT NOW!" Lady Rebecca was cut off when Freen burst out in her face.

Lady Rebecca shivered in horror at what Freen had just done to her, but Freen seems to notice the terrified face of Lady Rebecca, and she softens.

She backed off and decided to get out of the room.

"Wait." Freen stopped her track after hearing Lady Rebecca

She may not understand it, but she has a hint that it called her.

She faced the lady, and she saw the young lady take the handkerchief off the floor. She finally understood what it meant earlier, so she came in her direction and helped the young lady get up from the floor.

Lady Rebecca led her to the couch and gestured for her to sit beside her.

Free can't believe that the young lady wanted her to sit beside her.

She was a lowly servant compared to the goddess in front of her. She shook her head, declining, and instead sat on the floor.

Freen panicked when the young lady sat beside her instead; she could not believe a high-class person like Lady Rebecca would sit beside her on the floor. She was about to stand up but her body froze when Lady Rebecca hold her wrist to stop her from standing up.

Freen's heart skip a beat when their eyes met again today for second time when she face the young lady. The lady young was stunned looking at Freean's eyes she have such a beautiful eyes she thought. There's this familiar feeling again whenever this servant look at her. She may not admit but can feel like she'd seen this eyes before.

But it's impossible.

"Urgh." Freen wince in pain once the handkerchief touches her nose she hadn't even notice that young lady was gonna wipe her nose off she pull her face away but the young lady hold her chin which made Freen's face so red.

" Are you alright? You're sweating? "The young lady ask and touches her forehead. Freen was overwhelmed she didn't even know how react anymore. her head is processing everything that is happening right now.

" You are so cold you're hands too, why are shakin? " Freen immediately pull her hands away from the young lady.

"Okay" Says the young lady.

Their faces are just inches away the young lady was saying "You must be thankful I am cleaning your dirty face , It is not my fault, its just that, you are so weird." But Freen couldn't understand what the young lady was saying that's why she just look at her with confused look.

But Freen's heart melt when a smile formed in lady Rebeccas lips.

Oh god I'm dead, Freen thought before everything went black.

" Oh, my god servant!!"