In Place of Losing My Memory, I Remembered That I Was the Fiancée of the Capture Target - Chapter 5.6
It hurts.
My whole body hurts.
My legs feel like they’re burning.
Why… What…
Oh, I remember.
Everything??I…
“Xia?”
A voice calls out.
“Xia! Thank goodness, you’re awake.”
I focus my blurry vision on the person looking down at me.
“Xia… are you alright? Do you know who I am?”
“…Theo…”
“Does it hurt? Are you in pain?”
“It… hurts…”
“You fell down the stairs… I’m glad you regained consciousness…”
The stairs… that’s right, I…
“Bridget… what about her…?”
“??She only twisted her ankle. Why did you help someone like her?”
She’s safe… good. I exhale softly.
“I’ll go get a doctor now.”
Theodore holds my hand and leaves the room.
Is this… the infirmary at the academy?
The white room looks familiar from the game screen.
I must have been brought here after falling down the stairs.
The back of my head throbs.
I must have hit it when I fell.
Maybe that impact… made me remember.
??What happened before I lost my memory.
I certainly loved the prince.
It was a childish love, but we were serious enough to swear eternal love and a future together.
But…
Multiple footsteps rush in.
“Xia!”
Patrick bursts in.
“Xia, thank goodness…”
“Don’t move her.”
The one who stops Patrick, who looks like he’s about to lift me up, is… the academy’s doctor, I think…
“She might have hit her head hard, so moving her suddenly could be dangerous.”
“Dangerous?”
“Miss Alexia. Look at me.”
I turn my gaze towards the doctor’s voice.
After examining my body for a while, the doctor looks back at the worried Patrick and Theodore.
“She’s fully conscious, but don’t let your guard down. Keep her still and watch for any changes.”
“Can she go home?”
“Traveling by carriage is taxing, but if she lies down and we minimize the jolts…”
“Then I’ll arrange for the royal carriage.”
A voice comes from the direction of the door.
“With that, she can lie down and it’ll be stable enough.”
When I look over, the prince and Bridget are standing there.
The prince glances at me for a moment before speaking to someone, likely his guard, behind him.
Bridget rushes to the bed and kneels.
“Miss Alexia…! I’m sorry, it’s my fault…”
“…I’m glad you’re safe, Bridget-sama.”
I try to smile, but the pain makes it hard to do so properly.
Seeing me like this, Bridget frowns with concern.
“Take this painkiller. It should help a little.”
The doctor hands me a small, dark pill.
In this world, medicine usually refers to herbal concoctions similar to traditional herbal remedies.
I put it in my mouth, and the doctor pours water from a small bottle into my mouth.
As I swallow, a bitter taste spreads in my mouth.
…Oh… that’s right.
That night too… I was made to take it like this.
With the bitterness, there was the scent of lemon…
“When the pain is severe, give her this.”
The doctor hands the remaining medicine to Theodore.
“Please take her to her primary doctor tomorrow. I’ll give you a note with her condition…”
Dizziness hits me, and the doctor’s voice suddenly becomes distant.
The memories that have returned swirl like waves in my head.
I’m scared… it hurts.
…Someone…
“Rick…”
“Xia? What’s wrong?”
I want to reach out for the comforting voice, but I can’t muster the strength.
“Xia.”
A large hand envelops my barely moving hand.
“Xia… does it hurt…?”
I want to be touched more.
I want to be held.
I want to be protected from this anxiety??
“…Rick…”
My consciousness fades away, as if being sucked into darkness.