Chapter 6

It had been a few days since I gained consciousness, and I was still stuck in bed. Even though I told everyone that I felt completely fine, I was forbidden from leaving my room. I sighed.

Father told me about what happened. He told me that I had mana – surprising me since I thought I had none.

"I have mana?"

"Yes, princess. You even have more than me," my father smiled, whilst stroking my hair.

"Really? Wow!"

At the revelation, I felt excited.

"Okay. Don't wowwy mummy and daddy. Since you both are weak, Astraea will protect you!" I exclaimed.

At my sudden statement, my parents chuckled.

"Wow, Astraea is going to protect mummy!"

"I'm weak?"

I laughed at my father.

"I have more mana, so Astraea is stronger. I protect daddy!"

He grinned before pinching both of my cheeks.

"Well, I guess I won't need to worry anymore because I have my strong princess to protect me."

I beamed at that.

I was grateful that I had such loving parents. I remembered when I woke up and my mother comforted me from my terrible dream. Her warm hug reminded me I had loving people by my side.

When I remembered the other events of that day, my smile went bigger.

What happened?

The day that I finally woke up, I went under my covers and internally screamed when my parents left me alone to get some rest. Why do you ask?

Oh, nothing. I just remembered my memories from my past life.

My past life!

In the sleep I had after the mana was successfully infused into my body, flashbacks of my past life were shown. I screamed inside at the sudden situation. It was crazy.

That was not all. The craziest thing was that I reincarnated into the novel 'A Wild Rose's plan of Survival.' Specifically, the ending of the novel. And the most surprising, yet not that shocking fact was that my mother and father were the protagonists of that novel.

My mother's name meant wild rose – hence the title of the novel.

I knew it was the ending because of my existence. I didn't exist until the side stories – which was after the ending of the main story.

Crazy right? I was flabbergasted at the realisation.

At that moment, I was sitting alone and I gazed outside the window. I remembered the events that took place in the first book.

I had an uncle. He was the half-brother of my father and was the third prince whilst my father was the second. Surprisingly, my mother's first love was my uncle, Reuben. They were childhood sweethearts, however, suddenly the first prince and Emperor died in a tragic event and that led to a power struggle. The Empire fell into chaos as the question of who the next Emperor would be floated around. Initially, my father was the next in line since he was the second prince. But of course, Uncle Reuben could not miss such a chance to rise in status.

He ended up using my mother, who had rare healing powers, and her status– her family was Duke Callipè who had strong military power. This resulted in the downfall of my father.

Uncle Reuben then disposed of him and my mother – betraying her love and sacrificing her to claim the throne.

However, my mother ended up regressing and instead helped my father take the throne. Along the way, they both fell in love and prevented Reuben from causing bloodshed. He ended up being imprisoned for life because my mother was weak-hearted since she knew he was crazy about the throne only because he did not want to be shunned. His mother was a commoner, so many nobles did not accept him as an Imperial Prince at first. It wasn't until he was an adult did everyone acknowledge him.

Anyway, that was how the story ended, my parents defeated the villain and saved the Empire from falling into ruin. They then got married and I was born shortly after.

I laughed. It was no wonder I found my parents to be so perfect. They were the main leads. Naturally, they had main lead buffs that made them likeable and shine with whatever they did.

"What are you laughing about baby?" I heard a sweet tone enter my ears.

I beamed at my mother as she walked toward me.

"Nothing! I'm just happy mummy is my mummy and daddy is my daddy!" I exclaimed.

She chuckled but I was dead serious. I felt over the moon knowing my parents were the main leads. I inherited good genes indeed.

My mother carefully picked me up before putting me down on a chair.

I was able to walk by myself, but everyone was being overprotective. I shook my head, but I was happy.

Though I was excited about reincarnating into a novel, there was one fact that frustrated me. I clearly remembered there being a second book. The only thing was, that I could not remember the title. But I did remember reading my name in the synopsis, so I knew I was the protagonist of the second book.

Unfortunately, before I could even read the first chapter, I died from lung failure.

In my past life, I was a sick child. I practically lived in the hospital because of my weak lungs. I was in desperate need of a lung transplant, but it was not like new lungs would pop out of nowhere.

Waiting for new lungs made me waste time in the hospital and I ended up reading novels to keep me from being bored out of my mind. 'A Wild Roses Plan of Survival' was the last book I read. I remember being extremely happy for finishing it before I fell asleep. But, with luck not on my side, I woke up in pain and died from not getting a transplant in time.

I died at the age of 15, turning 16. I was quite young, which was why I felt so happy living in this world. My life here was a stark contrast to my life back then. Unlike back then, I had a loving family. I don't remember much about my past life – it was quite a blur to me. But I knew my last family thought of me as a nuisance since I had to constantly go to the doctors and my bills were expensive. I barely had time to bond with them because they were so busy. I don't hate them though. I knew despite complaining, they did everything they could for me, which was why I would always be grateful for them.

Also, unlike my last life where I had a frail body, now that my mana had infused inside, I was much healthier and stronger. I wasn't a weakling anymore and could run as much as I could without collapsing. I felt like I was free with nothing holding me back.

But, although I was content, the fact that I was unable to read the second book frustrated me. Although some people would say I should be happy since I was the protagonist, it didn't make me feel better because that fact was the reason I was frustrated. Even if I had a happy ending, I would have to go through tiresome events that could endanger me and I did not want to go through that. What was the point of reincarnation if you did not have a peaceful life?

I knew my position as a Princess was already risky but knowing there was a second book about me made me feel uneasy.

Sighing, I brushed my hair back as I was lost in thought.

You know what? Maybe not knowing was better. Events would naturally occur anyway, so not knowing would be better because I wouldn't feel burdened about future events. Though knowing could help me prepare, I was helpless, so I tried to focus on the bright side.