Beauty is the basics, noble lineage, and genius talent. Born as a competitor to my sister who had everything, it was natural for me to die at her hands.
I ran away once, and half of my empire fell to ashes, so I just gave up and died.
sh-
The moment her cold blade touched my neck, I returned to the age of eight.
"what! Do I have to die again?”
I clenched my small fist and swore that I would not be beaten in this life.
“Harper, my brother, even if my dreams are shattered, I want to protect you.”
… … uh?
"How dare you see someone else trying to harm Harper in Ruper's mansion, there are so many crazy people in the world."
Sister has changed. A lot has changed.

“Cillian, what do you want to be in the future?”
“What kind of person do you like? A rich merchant?”
"no."
"Peacock?"
I shook my head again.
“Then the emperor?”
“… … What?"
“That’s right.”
“… … .”
“You want me to become emperor.”
Was my inner heart revealed in a momentary expression, or was this child more sensitive than I thought?
“Then I will be emperor, Harper. I hate anything else.”
He held my hand tightly as if he had no more worries.