Baby Pharmacist Princess

“Alright!”

That wouldn’t be difficult at all.

No one had told me directly, but I could imagine what had happened to Genovia.

This would naturally draw a lot of attention to me, and not in a good way.

If I wasn’t with the twins, I wouldn’t know what kind of treatment I might face.

‘I’m not as dignified as my mother.’

If I were, I could have brilliantly turned the tables on anyone who dared to pick a fight.

Intimidate them, maybe.

But as Gergys said, I was like a little chick.

No one fears a chick flapping its wings.

Headbutting someone once or twice might not work either.

“Now, get some rest. I’ll have them make you a dress identical to the one you were going to wear.”

Dad kissed my forehead.

I waited patiently as the maids came in, brushed my teeth, and changed my clothes. Then, I wriggled into my cozy blanket.

[♡ Current remaining gems: 0 gems]

‘Ugh.’

So sad!

I sighed softly as I checked the now silent status window in my quiet room.

But I didn’t regret it.

I could be here with my cats!

‘Who cares about a few million! I’d have given a kidney if I had to!’

I squealed and rolled around under the blanket, kicking my feet in delight.

[Please give your familiars new names. From now on, you can summon them by calling their names.]

‘Of course, I can’t use their old names.’

I needed names that wouldn’t feel out of place in this world.

I had changed, so my pets should too.

‘The jester rabbit with the red fur and black heart, for instance.’

Dad’s familiar was Myul, a white cat with a black heart.

Gergys’s familiar was Dew, a red-furred lion with a black diamond.

Idsys’s familiar was View, a white squirrel with a red clover.

I thought hard about what to name my cats.

“Lulu, Mimi, Dodo, Nana.”

As I whispered the names, a bright light flashed, and four tiny kittens appeared under the blanket.

I hugged them all tightly and kissed each one.

‘Oh, you precious things.’

Now, let’s live happily together here.

We’ve met again, so we can be happy…

‘But… does this mean?’

Suddenly, a thought struck me, and I blinked in confusion.

‘Do I no longer have a reason to go back?’

—

“… She must be thinking that.”

Sihat smiled as he thought of Cherishe.

If it were the Cherishe he knew, she certainly would.

She always wanted to stay here forever.

But responsibility, the longing for what she left behind, and the fear for this world’s future intertwined with her false belief that this place was not real.

Those feelings eventually made her choose to return to her original world.

After she left, the world fell into utter ruin.

All the institutions and policies she had created remained, but they quickly lost their function without Cherishe at the helm.

If she hadn’t left, perhaps the Empire wouldn’t have met its end.

The world’s destruction wasn’t because of the demons or the war.

It was the spread of <…> afterward that was the problem.

‘Looking back, there were several inconsistencies that could have made her realize this place was not a game but another reality.’

But Pabel constantly reinforced the idea that it was just a game.

‘It would be convenient to just tell her this world is real and what the future holds, but…’

That was impossible.

The Dragon Lord’s words echoed in his mind.

– Never forget, a miracle-level magic always comes with a powerful constraint!

– What kind of constraints?

– Two constraints: First, don’t tell Cherishe why the future world was destroyed. Second, don’t tell Cherishe this world is reality, not a game.

– What if I break them?

– A constraint isn’t that simple. Even if you want to speak, you won’t be able to. You won’t be able to open your mouth about the two constraints.

– So I have to naturally lead her to realize this is reality.

– Exactly, Pope.

When he met Cherishe, he experimented and realized he couldn’t tell her directly.

To be honest, Sihat was somewhat relieved.

Why would he want to share the story of a ruined world with Cherishe?

This time, the world might not fall into ruin.

It might be possible to achieve peace, where only love exists without hatred, fear, or dread.

With him remembering everything and solving issues in advance, it wasn’t an impossible task.

Better to leave the destroyed future behind.

Even if it meant losing the time they had loved each other, as long as he remembered and continued to love her, it would be fine.

– During the week Princess Cherishe is unconscious, I’ll create familiars for her. That way, even Raerhod will realize we failed in the future.

– Cherishe never had familiars before.

– Exactly. So, I’m creating them. She has cats she cherished in her original world. If we bring those beings here, her attachment to the other world will significantly diminish.

That was true.

Cherishe had often spoken about her cats.

‘Familiars are fragments of the soul. But since I brought her lingering attachments from another world as familiars, they aren’t soul fragments… They are familiars but not fragments of the soul.’

Cherishe was smart. She would soon notice something was off.

Even if she didn’t question it deeply right now, she would think, ‘Huh?’

Those small doubts would accumulate until she couldn’t ignore them anymore.

Then Cherishe would realize this world was also real.

When that moment arrived, Sihat intended to win her over completely.

No playing hard to get.

He was straightforward and blunt, never good at the so-called “push and pull” in relationships.

‘I’ll make her fall for me again, so she won’t leave.’

Even if she didn’t love him as much as he loved her, he just didn’t want her to leave again.

– By the way, the overlapping time spell might cause monsters from this side to spill into the past.

– Should I find and eliminate them?

– Yes, Raerhod and you should handle any remnants from the future.

Dragons could see both past and present.

While the present Dragon Lord would die turning back time, the past Dragon Lord would notice.

How this was possible was unknown, but being a dragon explained everything.

‘The Emperor must have figured it out by now.’

Barely visible beyond the iron bars was a sliver of sky, but the stars were clear enough.

Returning, Sihat had to face the high priest’s fury.

But it didn’t bother him.

The damp, dark underground cell was familiar.

‘It’s easier the second time.’

He could only leave for the palace party.

Having delivered his message to Cherishe, he had no regrets.

Only longing remained.

“I miss you…”

Sihat glanced at the mossy bed, then sat down quietly.

He didn’t lean against the wall, sitting upright instead.

An ordinary child would find this treatment unbearable, but it didn’t faze Sihat.

He had seen worse in the monster war.

He even got used to sleeping among corpses.

Conversely, he couldn’t sleep a wink in luxurious beds after the war.

She wasn’t there.

The time they loved each other felt like a lie.

Thinking about how she must have suffered secretly, believing they were mere game characters.

Thinking about it and realizing how he failed to care for her feelings filled him with regret.

Tormented by deep regret, Sihat decayed day by day.

When the Dragon Lord and Emperor Raerhod planned to sacrifice themselves for the time spell, Sihat volunteered to be the .

He insisted he had to go, not Cherishe’s brother or father.

He argued he could reform the church and better prepare for the apocalypse.

But he didn’t really care about those things.

He just wanted to be the one to meet Cherishe again with all these memories.

Sihat quietly closed his eyes.

He pictured her young, moon-like face smiling brightly at him.

Then, he opened his eyes again.

This time, he saw her grown-up face, not smiling.

Or perhaps smiling painfully.

‘…I’ll do better.’

He would let her go where she wanted, do what she wanted.

‘I won’t regret losing you this time.’

He would make sure she wouldn’t regret loving him either.

So please, love me again.

Sihat endured the cold night, knowing she was here, which made it bearable.

Nothing was more painful than missing her.