Continuation of the Dream in Another World

My name is Assam. I am the first heir to the throne of the continent of Foreo.

A deep forest occupies the right side of the territory of Foreo, while a vast desert occupies the left. The plains between are wide, and people cultivate fields, raise livestock, and live healthily.

After the civil unrest, the country finally calmed down. I sighed at the news I had been told.

Again?

It has been several years since I began to serve on behalf of the King. The news of the Queen's pregnancy was also delivered to her when she returned to her room this day.

"What generation of queen is she now?

"is sitting in the 26th generation."

Yara, a close friend who was holding back on the side, replied. A light tea hair is stroked two meters back, and a tight body fits the battlefield better than a palace. Yara is an old escort, sidekick, and friend.

"I thought I heard about the thirteenth princess's pregnancy yesterday.

"Apparently, she's coming every day to make a baby by herself."

"You don't know the territory or the food problem. My father is stunned and can't say anything."

The king now has thirty queens. The woman who became queen was given dozens of mansions, hundreds of livestock, and fifty servants, and was rewarded every time the Healthy Child was born.

Regardless of the identity or origin of the queen, she seems to be holding a woman she likes as a queen. Sexual intercourse can only take the form of marriage.

The Queen Fishing, which began after Assam's mother, the First Queen, fell ill, has now turned into an untouchable thing.

"Speaking of which, how was the Queen Seven's son?

I sat down with the White Prince for a painful thing

I see. Arrange for the ascent of gods.

"Ha."

One day, it became difficult to have a Healthy Child.

Instead, the baby is born with pure white hair, skin and eyes. The child, who has no limit at birth, is called the "White Son", and the ritual performed by the "Father" is called the "Rise of God" so that he can go up to God after his death.

Higher stature means healthier children are rarely born. Despite all the queens, there are only two princes on this continent: Assam and his beloved brother, Lark.

When Yara fell down, a skinny woman appeared.

"Excuse me. I'm sitting in a glass."

"Come in."

Tsugla is a beautiful woman with thick brown hair knitted together behind her, and she has a crying cloud on the left side. Sideways and personal care and affairs are the work. As usual, I was urged to sweat in the back of the bath and wash my body and hair. I soaked in the bathtub and exhaled.

I think vaguely about the boy of my dreams who has been watching since he turned fourteen.

The boy in his dreams is a very cute 12-year-old boy with black eyes and hair.

His body was a boy with thin, black eyes and a clear impression. In a narrow white room with walls, ceilings, and beds, she reads books written in letters she has never seen before, and walks through the garden with an elongated stick. At first I thought it was just a dream.

But as I saw the boy's dream of two leaves, three leaves, one branch, one tree and one leaf, I realized that it was not just a dream.

The boy often saw a projector in a square box. Dresses you've never seen, letters you've never seen, languages you've never heard of. Ah, is this a different world? and leaned against the tree.

At that time, I understood that the place where the boy was located was Pathology. What is wrong with that skinny boy? The lonely smile of the boy, who was often alone, somehow made his chest ache.