"I intend to become Empress."
Megan's fingers, which had been rhythmically tapping, came to an abrupt halt.
"I already know that much from my visions," she murmured, tilting her head slightly. "It seems you've abandoned your old plan of giving that boy to your sister."
The boy she was referring to was Nathan, and Paisley was my sister.
Of course, Megan had always known my initial plan of setting up the male lead and female lead together.
Even though she didn't quite understand the fact that the world we lived in was a novel, she knew some things had been predetermined around us.
'Fate', as she had called it back when I made my debut. 'Not a hindrance', I had deemed it when I was resolute to hide Nathan away from the world, keeping him under my shadow at that time.
Snapping out of thought, I met Megan's unfocused gaze with unwavering certainty.
