Chapter 845 You are my Princess Aurora!

"And, your home is your haven when you encounter any difficulties."

Listening to Peter's words, although she didn't fully understand, Theresa nodded.

She understood the last sentence.

"Dad, what's the name of the heroine in the fairy tale 'Child of Light'?"

"Her name is Aurora."

Peter reached out and stroked his daughter's hair, whispering Aurora's story to her.

"Aurora was born into an Austrian noble family. Her mother was a mysterious duchess. After her mother passed away, she was raised by her father alone. On Easter Eve in 1895, the night when the duke married his new wife, Aurora died of a cold. When she was found, the light in her eyes disappeared and she was declared dead. However, her soul did not disappear. Instead, she awakened in a magical continent called Lemuria and began her journey of rebirth."

Peter first gave the background of the story and then began to tell the story.

"The fire in the fireplace suddenly shrank. Aurora lay on the four-poster bed, the velvet curtains lifted and fell by the draft. The scent of her new stepmother's perfume still lingered in the porch, like an icy snake wrapped around her ankles. The maids said that the snowstorm had stopped all the clocks in Vienna, and Aurora's body was gradually getting colder."

Theresa listened quietly to Peter's story. The moonlight projected from the windowsill outside sprinkled on the ground, forming a dark boundary.

"Later, in Lemuria, Aurora met her firefly companion 'Glimmer', you can also call it 'Ali Wangwang'. Aurora learned from the prophet in the dream that only by collecting the sun, moon and stars taken away by the Queen of Darkness can she be resurrected and return to the real world to reunite with her father."

After listening to Peter's story, Theresa asked Peter uncomfortably, "So she can't see Daddy?"

"Yes, she needs to complete these missions in order to grow up and return to her own world, just like you can't see Mommy now."

Peter paused and continued, "When Aurora opened her eyes, she was lying in the evening primrose bush. Each petal was as bright as if it had been pickled in the moonlight. A fairy holding a lantern said to her."

As Peter told the story, Theresa became increasingly fascinated.

"The Moon Goddess was imprisoned in an ice crystal cage, her long hair was a melting Milky Way. Aurora stepped on the colorful silk thrown by Lubella and leaped into the air. The ice shards pierced by the tip of her sword turned into a rain of diamonds."

The subsequent story, like all fairy tales, has a happy ending.

It turns out that the darkness of Lemuria originated from the conspiracy of Aurora's stepmother, the Queen of Darkness.

She stole the element of light and attempted to shroud the world in eternal night.

Aurora gradually awakens her power, gradually defeats her enemies through battle, and regains the light.

"Aurora was also crying, and her tears dripped onto the giant sword, awakening the sealed sun god. At this moment, the snow outside the window stopped, the moonlight suddenly became scorching hot, and the icicles falling from the eaves made a crisp sound like wind chimes."

Peter also told the story to the end.

"When Aurora stepped into the Palace of Mirrors, the crystal dome suddenly reflected a rainbow cage. Her red hair burned in countless mirrors. Each reflection wore a crown of a different style. The 'Queen' on the left held up the Eternal Night Hourglass and smiled softly: 'Your father has long forgotten you.' The warrior on the right pointed the sword at her heart: 'Admit it, you are afraid of being abandoned again.'"

"Although she was mocked that her father had forgotten her long ago, Aurora still believed that her father would not forget her. Her father had been with her since she was a child. How could he forget his daughter? So she raised her sword and stabbed it into the mirror without hesitation."

"In this way, Aurora successfully gathered the sun, moon, and stars, defeated the Queen of Darkness, and broke the curse. After Lemuria regained its light, she returned to the real world and reunited with her grieving father, bringing the story to a warm and slightly regretful end."

When Peter finished his story, he reached out and stroked her hair.

“When she first arrived in Lemuria, Aurora was naive and even thought she was in a dream. As the adventure progressed, she faced death, betrayal and responsibility, and gradually grew into a brave and resolute princess. She learned to use her strength to protect others. Her image also changed from a 'naive girl wearing a big crown and holding a huge sword' to an elegant and courageous leader.”

"Wow!"

After listening to Peter's story, Theresa sighed.

Her eyes were shining as she looked straight at Peter. "Dad, I want to be a girl like Aurora. I feel like we are very similar. Although her journey was long and difficult, she has grown into a girl that her dad is proud of."

Peter thought to himself that since you two are both protagonists in children's games and adventure stories, of course you will be similar.

"If one day, Dad, I also enter the Lemuria world, no matter what happens, I will return to this world to find you, just like Aurora."

"Of course, Dad would do the same."

Peter stroked her hair gently, "Because Daddy can't leave you either. You are Daddy's Princess Aurora."

After hearing what Peter said, Theresa was immediately moved to tears.

It turns out that in my dad’s heart, I’m not a witch, but a princess!

at the same time.

Lone Pine Ridge.

The night was as dark as ink, and the forest of Smallville was shrouded in an eerie silence.

The moonlight penetrates the gaps in the dense forest, casting mottled shadows on the ground, like countless pairs of peeping eyes.

Something seems to be lurking in the woods in the dark night.

At this moment, the darkness was broken by a beam of light, and someone entered the woods.

A police car drove into the woods, followed by more police officers.

Officer Chandler received a report half an hour ago about a bizarre death case - another hunter's body was found hanging on the branch of an oak tree, with vines entangled all over his body and his skin as dry as a dead tree, as if his vitality had been instantly drained away by some force.

"This is not an ordinary homicide. This is the second homicide here."

As he spoke, Chandler squatted down and touched the cane with his fingertips. The residual stinging sensation made him retract his hand suddenly.

The surface of these vines glows with a strange green fluorescence, and there is faint liquid flowing in their veins, making them look like living things.

Suddenly, a rustling sound came from behind.

The moment he turned around, a vine sprang out like a poisonous snake and wrapped around his ankle.

He tried to struggle free, but found that the vine's strength was far beyond ordinary, and could even suppress his strength.

More vines dropped from the treetops, forming a dense web that forced him deeper into the swamp.

"Help!"

Chandler hurriedly called for help!

The police nearby were stunned when they saw this scene!After realizing what was happening, everyone immediately shot at the rattan.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The sound of bullets firing rang out in the silent night.

(End of this chapter)