The Reincarnated blind soul

"Halia's fingers brushed against the intricate carvings on the throne room's stone wall, and suddenly she was transported to a different time. She felt the gentle touch of a hand on her shoulder, and a soft voice whispered in her ear. 'Lawrencia, my princess, you look lovely.' The voice was warm and familiar, and Halia recognized it as Queen Elara's, Lawrencia's mother. She felt a surge of pride and duty, mixed with a deep sense of loyalty. As she stood there, frozen in time, Halia felt the rustle of fine silk and the weight of a golden crown on her head. She was dressed in a lavish gown, and her fingers sparkled with precious jewels. Victoria's voice cut through the elegance, her tone dripping with malice. 'Lawrencia, your blindness makes you unfit to rule. You'll be a laughingstock among the nobles.' Halia's heart sank as she recognized the venom in Victoria's words. But Queen Elara's voice intervened, calm and authoritative. 'Enough, Victoria! Lawrencia's worth goes beyond her sight. She has a heart full of wisdom and a spirit that shines brighter than any crown.' Halia felt a surge of gratitude toward Elara and a deep-seated anger toward Victoria. She realized that these memories were not just random recollections but a window into Lawrencia's life as a princess, her struggles, and her triumphs." "Lawrencia's father, the King, entered the throne room, his presence commanding attention. His voice boomed through the space. 'Enough bickering, ladies! We have a guest arriving soon. The Duke of Ravenswood is coming to discuss a potential alliance.' Halia felt a shiver run down her spine as she sensed Lawrencia's unease. She didn't know what to make of the Duke's visit or the potential alliance. Victoria's voice dripped with sweetness. 'Oh, how wonderful! The Duke's son, Edward, is such a charming young man. I'm sure he'll make a perfect match for our dear Lawrencia.' Halia felt Lawrencia's anxiety spike at the mention of Edward's name. She didn't like the sound of this potential match. Queen Elara's voice remained calm. 'We shall see, Victoria. Lawrencia's happiness is my top priority.' As the scene unfolded, Halia realized that she was experiencing Lawrencia's memories, but also sensing her own feelings and reactions. She felt a deep connection to Lawrencia, as if their experiences were intertwined. Suddenly, the scene shifted, and Halia found herself in a grand ballroom, surrounded by nobles and courtiers. The Duke and his son, Edward, stood before her, Edward" "Edward's voice whispered in her ear, his breath tickling her skin. Halia felt Lawrencia's discomfort, her feeling of being trapped. The music began, and Edward's hand grasped hers, leading her into a dance. As they moved across the ballroom floor, Halia sensed Lawrencia's anxiety. She relied on the sound of Edward's voice, the rustle of his clothes, and the pressure of his hand on hers to navigate the space. But she couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. The music swirled around them, a cacophony of sound that made Halia's head spin. Lawrencia's other senses were heightened, her sense of touch and hearing acute. She felt the vibrations of the music through the floor, the gentle brush of Edward's leg against hers. Suddenly, Lawrencia stumbled, and Edward's grip tightened. Halia felt a surge of anger, a desire to break free from his grasp. But Lawrencia's memories kept her rooted, unable to move. The scene shifted again, and Halia found herself in a dark, damp corridor, the castle's secrets whispered in her ear. She sensed Lawrencia's fear, her feeling of being watched. The sound of footsteps echoed down the hallway, growing louder with each passing moment." Pls share and comment.