The Goddess Made A Mistake Again-Chapter 189 - - Dream

Inside a stone built castle.

"Hah… Hah."

A woman was running down its long range of stairs in a huge hurry. Her breath disillusioned as her only motive in the world was to go to the end of the stairs.

The woman was wearing a black dress with red lines. Her eyes were crimson and her hair was blood red.

It was Abigail.

She was the woman running down the stairs as if a monster was chasing her.

'No… this is not happening.'

'It isn't real, it can't be.'

'This is just a bad dream… right?'

She asked herself while running down. It didn't take long before she came downstairs only to see a horrifying scene.

"Olenna!"

Abigail screamed as she saw her most trusted 15th or 16th maid lying before her. She had a large wound in her chest as blood poured out of her in a red pool.

Abigail quickly came to her knees and checked Olenna.

"Olenna, don't do this now!"

She tried to wake her up but it didn't work. Seeing no movement, Abigail checked her pulse. Though it only told her the inevitable.

Olenna had been dead long before she came here.

Before she could even morn her friend, a commotion started outside.

"BRING HER OUT!"

"WE DEMAND TO SEE THE BLOOD DRINKER!"

"THAT CREATURE MUST BURN FOR HER CRIMES!"

Words of insults were loudly bellowed from outside the castle.

Abigail got up and slowly went closer to the door. If Olenna was still alive, she likely would have warned her not to go out.

"BRING OUT THE BITCH! LET THE SLUT COME IN THE OPEN!"

Abigail's shaky hands grabbed on the handle. The insults were endless, almost as if they wanted her to already die before she could even face them.

"Inhale!"

"Exhale!"

"Inhale!"

"Exhale!"

Abigail took a moment to stabilize herself. Finally, after a long moment, her hands grabbed hold of the door with strength and as her eyes showed courage, she opened it.

She saw what she had feared.

In front of the castle gates stood a huge number of angry mob. Below them were the lifeless bodies of her guards.

But that wasn't the most frightening thing she saw.

She saw Henry, at the forefront of the mob, leading it. He was the one saying the insults as the mob followed with him, "Bring the blood drinker out!"

"BRING HER OUT!" "BRING HER OUT!"

"Henry" Her words reached out and suddenly the crowd went silent.

Henry slowly turned around and faced her with a hateful look.

"So you're finally out, you monster."

Abigail couldn't describe how hurt she felt hearing him call her that.

"Wh- Why are you doing this?" She asked, her tone breaking.

"Why?... why you ask? Look before you." He said gesturing the angry mob, "Look what you did to them. You robbed them!"

"No-"

"You robbed them of their families. You killed their loved ones… and all for what?" He asked, his face curious and angry, "For power?... or is it control?"

Tears spilled from her eyes as she stepped forwards, "You don't understan-"

"No, I do! That's the problem." His words stopped her, "You're not the person I thought you were. You're just using us to your advantage and when that's done, you don't just throw us away, no… you crush us out and take our remains as your own like we're just some fucking medals."

"No, I didn't. Not with you… I- I always loved you-"

"ALL LIES!" Henry screamed with rage, "No more… no more will we be veiled by your words, no longer will we listen to those venomous words." Henry said as he backed down inside the angry mob.

Abigail slowly walked forward, tears dripping and her hands stretched towards him, "Henry…"

"GET HER!" With his scream, the angry mob ran towards her, hatchet and torches at the ready. Abigail stood there, her hands drawn, waiting to touch her lover… one last time.

As the first strike hit her, the dream shattered and Abigail woke up.

"HAAAAH!"

Abigail woke up and her breath returned to her in a deep stretch.

"Hah…"

"Hah…"

Abigail's breath quickened as she looked around herself, seeing that she was still inside the living room. She looked down at her stomach, intending to find the injury that woke her.

But she only saw her naked body, which was covered by a white sheet.

"Oh..." Realizing that it was just a dream, she felt relief wash over her. Suddenly her eyes widened as she said, "Henry!"

She looked around frantically before stopping when she saw Henry sleeping soundly beside her.

"Khanng!"

"Khanng!"

His snores loud enough to let thieves know, it was clear to steal from the place.

"Hehe" A smile bloomed on Abigail's face as she saw him snoring and sleeping as if he was a baby.

She couldn't find a single similarity between the Henry from her dreams to this one.

"Khanng!"

Alright, they might have one similarity.

Abigail lightly shook his body, intending to wake the man, "Henry… henry… heeeennnryyy!" She cooed in a tone.

"Hmngh" The man finally stopped snoring as he moved around a bit. He's eyes slowly stretching itself open and shutting down again as if light were its natural enemy.

When Henry spotted her, he asked, "How long was I out?"

"Don't know, I just got up myself." Abigail then leaned her body on him and said, "Hey… would you ever gather an angry mob against me and kill me?"

Henry's eyes which were sleepy a moment ago, now stretched in a line.

"You know when a man sleeps with a woman for the first time and wakes up the next day… the woman generally asks, 'How much do you love me?' or 'What do you want for breakfast?'"

"But you… you break that spectrum by miles."

Abigail smiled. Henry was completely different than all the man that had tried to court her before and she definitely couldn't see him doing what she saw in the dream.

"Okay, get up." Abigail got up as the sheet fell from her body, giving a magnificent view to Henry, "From how bright it is outside, I'm sure we're way past breakfast now."

As she left the living room, Abigail made sure to sway her naked buttocks as Henry's gaze lingered on them.

'Now, that's how a man should wake up.'

…

After some time…

After we both refreshed ourselves and changed into new clothing, we again came to the living room. We still had things to talk about that were interrupted because of our vigor.

Olivia was with us too, standing right beside Abigail and completely ignoring my existence.

Typical of her.

We were sitting on the same seat that we had last night. There was food and tea on the table that I clearly remember having sex on with her.

Actually I had sex with Veronica in various places of the room, which was now completely unrecognizable. The maids did a great job cleaning this place in this small time.

"So did we do it?"

I look back in shock at Veronica and say, "What are you talking about? Are you going to deny that we didn't do it?"

She looked back up from her bread which had some red substance on it and asked, "What are you talking about? I was asking if we had taken care of the problem from last night."

"What were you talking about?"

"Nothing… just my imagination."

Veronica smiled in mischief, "Did you perhaps think that… I would completely deny and ignore what happened last night." Saying that she laughed seeing me look away from her, "I knew you were insecure."

Before I could retort she spoke, "I think we should reintroduce ourselves." Seeing my raised brow, she explained, "It would be a good way for us to establish our relationship."

I nod, "You're right, I'll go first."

"Hello, I'm Henry Van Tax."

Veronica smiled too as she shook my hand, "Nice to meet you, Henry. My name is Abigail Bloodborne."

"Hah!" I laugh, "That name is the same as the queen."

"I know, right?" She laughed too.

"…"

"…"

"You're not joking, are you."

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She shook her head and tilted it with her innocent smile.