Its Own World Will

'Hmm… Who is talking so much…? Just shut up.'

I was still half asleep and could hear chattering noises and wanted to sleep more. It felt comfortable.

"Argh… SHUT THE HELL UP!"

I threw my pillow towards the lady and the man sitting in front of me but the lady stopped the pillow in mid air that also without touching it.

'Huh!? How did she stop it in mid air without touching it?'

I stood up in bed as I couldn't believe what just happened. It felt like I was dreaming because I slept on the table only I remember so how was I even in bed?

"Am I dreaming or what!?"

The lady throws the pillow back at my face and that is also pretty hard oww you shouldn't be this rough with a stranger right…

"Ow ow… It hurts."

'Which means it is not a dream.'

'Am I kidnapped? But no kidnapper treats their victim so nicely anyways Anna, let's act calm for now.'

I was a bit confused but tried to act calm, so I walked towards the chair, pulled it out, poured myself tea and drank a sip of it. I gathered my courage and asked…

"So what is going on? Who are you guys? What is this place and what am I doing here?"

The man was still wearing his hood and suddenly spoke up.

"Haha… Ok, let's start with introducing ourselves."

The man finally removed his hood. He looks so handsome only at a first glance wow.

"I am Dell Noorden and the lady in front of you is…"

I looked at the lady, even though she is so beautiful wow.

"I am Flora Oosten."

"Ohh… I see. I am Anna."

'Wow, from which angle do they seem like kidnappers to you Anna?'

I was quite calm now that I knew they were not kidnappers and sipping tea slowly when a sudden realisation struck me like lightning.

"YOU- YOU MEAN THAT 'DELL' AND 'FLORA' OF THAT NOVEL 'LIG-LIGHT OF THE FIRE FLAME'!!"

Light of the Fire Flame was the novel I was reading before I slept and you are telling me I am sitting with two of the characters and one of them is my favourite.

"Yes yes you are right but may you please speak a little slowly no need for shouting."

"Ah… yes sorry."

I was suddenly so surprised I couldn't keep my voice down.

'Now that I look at them closely, their features do match that of what I read in the novel.'

I again looked at Flora who was sitting in front of me and sipping her tea peacefully.

'Forest green eyes and light brown straight hairs, fair skin sharp eyes on a face with soft features and beautiful pink lips resembling the shape of a cupid's bow and that blood red gown looks so good on her so elegant she is.'

And now my eyes went on Dell to examine his appearance.

'Blue-silver hairs, sky blue eyes, pale white skin, sharp features… hmm? What's with that robe?

A fully white robe without any stains so clean and blue boundaries and a golden symbol on its back come to think of it. According to the novel he was the youngest wizard in the whole continent."

They are way better looking in person. The novel is lacking in defining their god level beauty.

"So do you have any questions dear Anna?"

'Even her voice is so soft.'

"Anna?"

I got too lost in admiring them.

"Huh? Ah yes! Um… so I was asking um… wh- why am I here with you two and how did you know about me?"

I didn't know where to start asking because this was a situation no one might have imagined but still the main question was how I was present here with them.

"Hm… Where should we start explaining with Dell? How about you start explaining?"

"As you wish."

"So Miss Anna you must know a lot about us through that book, right, but I am sure you don't know EVERYTHING about us."

"Huh, what do you mean by that?"

"Even when the author of the book put an end to the book he wasn't able to put an end to our lives. We were still living and breathing and the things you know are not even half of what the reality is."

I turned my head in a state of total confusion towards Flora who was still calm after Dell told me such things which were not making any sense to me.

"Wha- what is he saying lay Flora?"

"He is right, the book created its own world and its own will. Our fates and choices were never ours. First we were controlled by the author and later by the will of the world created by the book on its own."

I was now in a complete shock. I no longer knew what else to say. The only thing I could think of was how it is possible for a book to create its own world and will. I no longer knew anything of what was going on.