"Good night, Stardust," he said as he waved his hand toward her. Emma only turned her head once and nodded. She then entered her room. As soon as the door to the room closed behind her, Emma took a deep breath.

Finally, she was alone. The clock showed that it was already 10 PM. The sun just set in the west, and the night slowly began to arrive with darkness. Emma stood on the balcony of her room and waited until it became completely dark. She would use her power to fly like the night before when she woke up on the top of the Eiffel tower.

She hoped that when she flew, the flashes of memories of her parents would come back. She really missed them. When she was thinking of her parents' faces, Emma suddenly remembered that she took a picture of the sketch with her cellphone. It had the images of her father and mother that was drawn by Mr. Neville.

Emma pulled her cellphone out of her bag. She stared at the picture with a deep longing in her eyes.

"Where are you, Father ... Mother...?" she whispered. Slowly, a few drops of tears started to dampen the screen of her cellphone, making the image blurry. She hurriedly wiped her tears and wiped the phone screen with the fabric of her dress.

She just realized that she was still wearing the elegant summer dress. Certainly, it would not be practical for her to wear a dress when she wanted to test her power to fly. She then opened her suitcase and fished out a pair of brown shorts, a white t-s.h.i.+rt and a pair of sneakers.

After changing her outfit, she walked back to the balcony and saw that the situation outside had become completely dark. There were only small lights that adorned various buildings around the hotel. If she flew quickly, no one would notice her. She scanned the streets under the balconies of her room. Somehow her vision became so much better, even under minimum lighting. Then, she checked her surroundings, to the left and right, to make sure that there was no one on the balcony on her either side.

After making sure that no one would see her, Emma immediately closed her eyes, and naturally, her mind ordered herself to fly.

Not long after, her body had shot up into the sky and moved quickly toward the Eiffel Tower. According to her, this was one of the safest places to go because of its height.

However, on the way to the Eiffel Tower, her eyes suddenly caught sight of the roof over the beautiful Notre Dame church. The atmosphere there was so dark that suddenly Emma changed her mind.

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Notre Dame's roof could also be a good choice, she thought, because at this hour the place was very quiet and no one would notice her presence. Emma finally decided to land on the roof-top of the Notre Dame church and try her powers there.

With graceful movements like a b.u.t.terfly, she landed on the top of the church's roof. Emma was so impressed with her own abilities. She didn't think she would control this power to fly so easily.

The atmosphere was very dark and no one paid attention to the roof of the church. The girl finally sat on the roof-top, cross-legged, and her eyes looked around.

"Ahh ... Mother, Father... You can fly like me too, can't you? Did I get all of these abilities from you both?" Emma whispered to the wind as if her parents were there, next to her.

Suddenly a flash of memories appeared before her. Emma was right in thinking that flashes of memories of her parents would return if she used her powers.

She saw Arreya Stardust holding her husband's hand tightly, while tears streaming down her cheeks. The beautiful woman, whose pair of topaz eyes always glowed in happiness, now looked devastated. Kaos.h.i.+n tried to calm her down by squeezing her hand gently. But his hoa.r.s.e, trembling voice could not hide his broken heart.

"This is for the best, Princess Arreya. If you don't lock her memory, Emma won't be able to live a normal life like an ordinary human child. She must not know who she is. It will make her very sad ... We must do this for her own good," the man coaxed his wife while trying hard to hold back his own tears.

"Maybe they will pardon Emma ..." Arreya looked into her husband's eyes with a pleading look. "I will beg forgiveness for Emma and sacrifice my life ..."

"The Crown Prince will not spare Emma ... you know that, Princess." Kaos.h.i.+n pulled Arreya to his chest, hugged her lovingly, and finally shed tears that he had been holding back for a long time. "I will take all the blame. But you can't sacrifice yourself for Emma's life. They won't spare her. You know that."

"Can't we go back to the moon and use our capsule to escape to another planet? We can go far away from here ..." Arreya broke free from her husband's embrace and stared closely at him. Her face looked shocked when she found tears slowly flowing down the man's cheek. "Kaos.h.i.+n ... are you ... crying?"

"This is all my fault," the man said in a hoa.r.s.e voice. "I shouldn't have persuaded you to run away the night before your wedding to the Crown Prince."

Arreya shook her head. "No ... don't you take all the blame on your shoulders. IT WAS ME, who controlled everyone's mind so that they all fell into a deep sleep so we could run away. I exerted all my power until I got injured and lose my memory for a long time ... It's not your fault. I was the one who pushed you to elope with me, General Kaos.h.i.+n Stardust ... "

"Please, Princess, only you can lock Emma's memory and make her forget about us. They must not know about her existence."

Kaos.h.i.+n let go of his wife then crouched down before little Emma, who looked so confused.

"Father..." the little girl cried and tried to hug her father's neck. "Please, don't leave me..."

"I have never used my magic to lock a child's memory," Arreya said in a hoa.r.s.e voice. "I'm not sure it will work."

"At least we must try it. The rest, we leave Emma to fate ... Emma is a good child. People will treat her with kindness..." Kaos.h.i.+n held little Emma and brought her to his wife. "Please, Princess Arreya..."

Arreya finally gave in and obeyed her husband's request. She placed her right hand on Emma's forehead and closed her eyes. Emma could only cry. She did not know what her mother was doing, but her intuition as a child made her feel something scary and sad was about to happen.

She felt that her parents would leave her.

"Father... please, don't leave me ..." cried Emma in a pitiful voice. She buried her face in her two hands and sobbed. The birds that perched on the Notre Dame cathedral roof-top were surprised to hear her voice and flew with a loud noise.

Emma cried so poignantly until her tears were dry, and she could no longer shed any more tears. She could finally remember what happened 13 years ago when her father and mother left her in front of the orphanage. They kissed her and hugged her lovingly, then locked her memory and left her alone.

They left her to protect her.