Transmigrated into a Fantasy World with No Clue What To Do Chapter 3: Chapter 2: Meeting the Parents / I'm Getting Married?

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Chapter 2: Meeting the Parents / I'm Getting Married? The boyfriend jerks away from me abruptly and I imagine him shaking his head in surprise. I feel him lean in close to me again, his scent filling my nostrils. “I’m Angus,” he whispers a bit loudly but soft enough to where my mother will not hear. “Do you not recognize my voice? I am your betrothed and the third prince of Elgoss.” “Betrothed?” I ask, croaking loudly, shock in my voice. “Yes, betrothed,” Angus replies in a normal voice since I made it obvious there was no need for whispering. “We were betrothed when you were six and I eight… You do not remember any of this do you?” I shake my head from side to side. “Okay, then what do you remember?” he asks, sighing. I look in his direction even though I cannot see him and motion for more drink. He brings the glass to my parched lips and I drink deeply, enjoying the clean coolness of the water. When I finish, I push the glass away and I hear him set it on the table. I clear my throat. “I-I’m not sure if you'd believe me if I told you what I remember. I’m not even sure this isn’t a d-dream.” “Please, Beira, just humor me.” “O-okay,” I say, sighing softly, my brain racing on how to proceed. “Let me start with what I r-remember before waking up in this bed.” “I remember storming out of my grandp-parents' house in Seoul.” “Seoul?” I hear my mother ask curiously. “Yes. Seoul? K-Korea? As in South Korea?” I only get silence in response. “A-anyway,” I continue, “I ran out of their house because I was mad at m-my mother because she had just informed me that she was leaving me in Korea to stay with my grandparents while she went back to the US to handle the final details of my father’s estate before moving all our stuff to Korea to live p-p-permanently.” “So, I left the house and started walking down the street to cool my temper when, out of nowhere, a delivery truck hit me. The l-last thing I remember is lying in a pool of my own b-blood with the driver standing over me. Then I, well, to say w-woke up is a bit of an exaggeration, I came to consciousness in this bed. I thought I was in the hospital in a shared room with this B-Beira person you keep mentioning,” I am rambling now, “but it was awfully quiet for a hospital and I have never heard of any that use hearths for heating. At first, I could only feel when something was touching me, a h-hand on my hand and the weight of the blanket, as well as smell, such as the wood burning in the hearth.” I motion for more drink and once again the glass is pressed to my lips. The cool water soothes my throat which is starting to get sore from talking so much. I hear more people entering the room and assume it is the duke and the doctor, but I don’t hear them approach the bed so I continue. “E-eventually, I regained my ability to hear, but not move. That only came recently, when I squeezed your hand. I have figured out that I am Beira, the girl that I thought was the other person in the room with me. That the other man in the room when you assisted me in sitting up is my f-father who is apparently a Duke, which makes the woman at the far end of the bed my mother, a Duchess, I presume. You, however, I had no name or title to go with until just now, nor the girl who came with you a few times but seemed like a s-sister to you. Now you tell me we are to be w-w-w-ed and not only that, but that you are a prince as well? And where is Elgoss? I have never heard of it.” I hear a muffled cough and an elderly sounding man say “The young lady must be confused having only recently regained consciousness. Please let me examine her and I will let you know my opinion afterwards. Will you all please wait outside?” I feel my mother get up from the foot of the bed and hear her walk lightly to the door. Angus’s weight shifts away from me as he stands up and I hear the thud of his boots leave the room, closing the door behind him. “Now, young lady,” he says. “I only caught part of what you were telling the prince a