Plot
With beauty, noble blood, and extraordinary talent, my older sister seemed to have it all.
Born as her rival, it was inevitable that I would die at her hands.
After escaping once, when half of the empire turned to ashes, I gave up and accepted death.
Shh-
The moment her cold sword touched my neck, I was reborn at the age of 8.
“What’s going on?! Do I have to die again?”
This time, I swore I wouldn’t just accept it, clenching my small fists tightly.
“Harper, my sister, even if my dreams shatter, I want to protect you.”
…Huh?
“How dare anyone try to harm you in the Luperne mansion, Harper?
There are so many crazy people in this world.”
My sister had changed. A lot.
“Killian, what do you want to be when you grow up?”
“What kind of person do you like? A rich merchant?”
“No.”
“A Duke?”
I shook my head again.
“Then the Emperor?”
“…What?”
“That’s right.”
“…”
“You want me to become the Emperor.”
For a split second, did my inner thoughts show on my face, or was this child more sensitive than I thought?
“Then I’ll become the Emperor, Harper. I don’t want anything else.”
He grabbed my hand tightly as if there was no more doubt in his mind.
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