âBy the way, the reason why I was a supporting role in the first place was to prevent the development from going wrong. So, what will happen now that Iâm the main character?â
The more she thought about it, the more complicated her head felt. I certainly thought the story in the book was true, but seeing how other peopleâs behavior had changed, I started to doubt it⌠Lines I had never said or monologues I had never thought, were written in clear black ink.
This meant that even the charactersâ actions and monologues could be manipulated by the book if I intervened. In the end, my point of view, the bookâs point of view, and the other peopleâs point of view may be different from reality.
âNo matter what a person here thinks, the novel will be written as it pleases.â
When my thoughts reached that point, they became a little clear.
âEverything will change when the main character changes.â
In the novel, Tiarozetti is written as if she was willing to use her secret ability for the sake of Gregory, who was in danger. All the words that Lexion said to defend me were stated as Gregoryâs words.
It was absurd, but it was possible since Gregory was the male lead. I didnât even want it, but the book was trying to tie me up with the male lead.
I hesitated when I read the part written from Gregoryâs point of view. I felt even more uncomfortable because it felt like I was peeping into other peopleâs feelings.
But it was a part that needed to be read to prepare for the future. I quickly read the content down.
<b>[Gregory was called by the emperor and headed to the Palace. His shoulder, still throbbing, was wrapped in bandages.]</b>
<b>[Standing in front of the door, he took a deep breath. It was to appease himself to endure the wrath of the Emperor who was inside.]</b>
<b>[When the Emperor saw Gregory, he jumped up from his throne and approached him. His steps were hasty and heavy for an Emperor, but he was so thrilled that he didnât care.]</b>
<b>[The emperor, who came close, relentlessly weighed down Gregoryâs injured shoulder.]</b>
<b>[âUk-â]</b>
<b>[âDoes it hurt?â The emperorâs voice was overbearing.]</b>
<b>[Unlike his worried voice, the Emperorâs hand moved without hesitation. His eyes filled with clear anger.]</b>
<b>[The atmosphere was sharp and rough like a freshly sharpened sword. Gregory replied with a grin.]</b>
<b>[âNo.â]</b>
<b>[âRight, the pain isnât that much. Isnât the punishment too light for what you did?â]</b>
<b>[The Emperor growled with piercing eyes. The bandage was instantly soaked with blood and dyed his white shirt, but Gregory didnât resist the one-sided and heartless violence.]</b>
<b>[He just fell to his knees and swallowed his moans.]</b>
<b>[âThe emperor has become very weak. I guess you canât lie about age.â He comforted himself by saying that joke to himself.]</b>
<b>[Even though it really hurts].</b>
<b>[The emperor frowned as he looked disgusted at Gregory, who swallowed every groan.]</b>
<b>[âIf you donât want to be like your father, donât act so arrogant anymore. You never know when my patience will end.â]</b>
<b>[ââŚI will keep that in mind.â]</b>
<b>[As Gregory spoke in a steady tone, the emperor turned away from him. Then he resolutely ordered the knight who was standing on the side.]</b>
<b>[âDonât let Gregory Aden Werbel leave his Palace for the next month.â]</b>
<b>[âYes, Your Majesty.â]</b>
<b>[The knights standing next to him obeyed his orders and dragged Gregory out. Only when the Emperor was not in sight, did he feel relieved.]</b>
<b>[Such punishment and insults were tolerable. In fact, he was prepared for more, so it was a little bland.]</b>
<b>[When Gregory arrived in the bedroom, he grinned and spoke to himself.]</b>
<b>[âThanks, Iâll have a good rest.â]</b>
<b>[There was no anger in his voice. Rather, it seemed pleasant. But his eyes were stiffer than ever.]</b>
<b>[He calmly put a new bandage on my wound.]</b>
<b>[There was a heavy silence in the room.]</b>
âAs expected, the emperor is pure trash.â
After I finished reading the book, I swore low, and the guide gave me a scolding.
âAbusive language is a language that offends the other personâŚ
âShut up, please.â
1STKISSNOVEL. DO NOT STEAL MY TRANSLATION!
â âŚ
The guide went silent at my cold reply. He seemed to know that if he insisted any more, he would get even more swearing.
I let out a deep sigh.
In the end, Gregory became the male lead. Naturally, the scenes with him will increase.
âEven if we go back to the north, I canât help but get involved with the Imperial Family. Iâm already tired.â
I tousled my hair thinking about the expected future.
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A leisurely noon. Seirin came out to the garden with the maids. While she was drinking her tea, the maids were plucking flowers.
Later, sharp scissors and empty vases were placed on the table with roses. Seirin started cutting the roses one by one. With snipping sounds, the leaves fell off.
When she had a lot in her mind, she used to arrange flowers. It was quite refreshing to take care of the flowers without thinking about it.
However, even arranging flowers-which she usually enjoyed-did not make her feel better.
âWhy does it feel so dirty?â
Seirin had a cool expression on her face as she recalled the time when the evil dragon attacked.
She was the perfect Princess recognized by the Emperor. She had a gentle personality and could clearly discern right from wrong. In addition, her appearance was praised as the most beautiful in the Empire.
She was fully aware that she was a great person. But no one knew that she had such arrogant thoughts.
Thatâs how clever Seirinâs handling techniques were. All people thought of her as a gentle and kind woman. Even though she was actually a very cunning person.
âI feel like things are getting more and more twisted.â
Now that she had made her social debut, a meeting about her spouse, a Royal son-in-law, a new proxy to the throne would be held soon.
She had Lexion Sparrow in mind as her companion. He was-in her opinion-her most perfect groom.
When Seirin was young, she already liked his neat appearance. His hair was neatly swept up, not suitable for his young age. His attire buttoned all the way down.
She liked all of him, including his sense of properly dividing public and private matters. The honesty of living only in the north to not disturb the Emperorâs mood was also good.
So she never doubted that when the time came, he would come down to the capital and stand by her side.
HoweverâŚ
âWhat the hell changed him?â When she met him again, he was very different from before.
Bangs that cover the roughly dried eyebrows. A sloppy appearance with an unbuttoned shirt. Acting against the law, and so on.
[tl/n: Seirin talks like my mom lol]
The child from her childhood was nowhere to be seen.
âItâs so strange.â
âWhat is it?â
At Seirinâs self-talk, the maid answered. She glanced at her maid and muttered without thinking.
âHe was definitely mine, but all of a sudden it feels like a bird escaped from its cage.â
âHave you had any birds?â
Her maid asked, unable to understand Seirinâs words. However, Seirin did not solve her curiosity. She just kept trimming her flowers into a vase.
Suddenly, Seirin paused. There was white rose mixed with the red ones.
ââŚâ
As soon as she saw the white rose, a woman came to mind. So she impulsively picked up the rose and started trimming it. Originally, it was a flower that would not have been chosen because it was not in harmony with other flowers.
Seirin gave a twisted smile.
âYeah, maybe itâs because of her.â
When she first met Tiarozetti at the banquet, Seirin felt something strange. Strangely enough, she felt like Tiarozetti had taken her place. Although she had been accustomed to hiding her awkward feelings, she continued to be anxious.
But when Lexion took her out of the banquet hall, Seirin couldnât hide her expression anymore.
Lexionâs behavior was so attentive that it was hard to think they were just relatives.
Furthermore, when they had tea time with the delegation, his gaze was always on Tiarozetti. She just thought it was weird to feel bothered by that but⌠She wasnât his relative, she was an Isol.
âBecause that person feels anxious.â
Seirin felt something went wrong when Lexion drew such a strong line. And when she found out Tiarozetti was an Isol, Seirin felt obsessed by the idea that she might have taken all of him away.
âTo think Iâll be pushed aside by a lowly Isol. My pride is hurt.â
Seirin put the white rose in a vase after finishing trimming. Among the red roses, the white rose stood out.
Just like Tiarozettiâs pure white silver hair that she saw when the evil dragon appeared.
Seirinâs face suddenly hardened thinking about the woman with pure white silver hair and blue-colored eyes. The woman who smiled at Gregory and Lexion with a gentle face.
She, who was usually timid, fearlessly and recklessly rushed to the evil dragon. She, who blushed while looking at Lexion.
A woman who recklessly wanted to take Seirinâs place.
âItâs annoying.â
Seirin muttered, staring at the white rose. âYeah, she got on my nerves.â
So much so that she wanted to get rid of her right away.
The maid quickly responded to Seirinâs self-talk.
âI think itâs because the colors are different.â
âThatâs right.â
Seirin smiled and took the white rose from the vase. When she gave strength to her hand, the stem broke and the white rose slumped helplessly.
The maid spoke, smiling.
âItâs much better without it.â
âYeah. Itâs a lot prettier.â
Seirin held out the vase to the maid with a happy expression on her face, her mood got better.
âCan you put it in the bedroom?â
âYes, Princess.â
The maid took the vase and left. Meanwhile, Seirin dropped the white rose to the floor. As if that wasnât enough, she smashed the rose with her shoes until the white petals crumpled and turned dirty.
âIâll have to let you know what happens if you dare covet whatâs mine.â Seirinâs eyes lit up coldly.
Moments later, with a satisfied smile, she made her way to her bedroom.
Her meditation ended like that.
Before long, Seirin returned to her usual elegant and good-natured-like Princess appearance.