I Change The Genre From Romance To Fantasy
Episode 5's

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Clataks... Klatks... Clatks

The sound of heel-shoeed footsteps rang out from the hallway of the majestic castle dominated by black and purple paint.

The tall female figure with her hair braided lengthwise back walked gracefully up the stairs. "Where have you been." The sound from the bottom of the stairs drew his attention to look back.

"Tumben once you get home early today."

It was Esra Anarika Emersyn. The first daughter in the Emersyn family was born to the first wife of the head of the Emersyn household.

The figure of a beautiful woman who has an age not far from Ira. Esra is depicted as having a red iris eyeball, a jet black hair color like Ira. Black hair and red irises are a hallmark of the Emersyn family.

Tumben once he asked me to speak first.

On the stairs I pay attention to her face, in the novel she is one of the characters who will be quite close to the female protagonist and thanks to Esra also the Emersyn family gets pardon for her friendship with the future empress.

I opened my mouth to answer. "Why do you care, we don't have to report to each other's activities." My view that looks arrogant, that's how the author describes the character of Ira from the beginning.

He answers. "We do not need to report to each other about our activities but, because of your actions a few years ago our family situation became difficult.

"Nobody knows what you're going to do next after canceling your engagement" he said in a flat tone.

I let out a breath. "Bright... This is not even much compared to what I will do in the future" I murmured.

"What did you just say."

"Nothing." My answer. "I'll be back in my room, next time I don't have to care too much and...." I saw him once again. "The Crown Prince seemed to dislike this engagement from the start, there was no harm in letting him breathe on the sidelines of the current usurpation of the throne...."

"Didn't you love her anymore?" asked Esra curiously.

"I don't know, anyways from the beginning I wasn't interested in romatinsme." It was a sentence I said from my deepest heart because I was not the real antagonist in this novel. I turned from him and walked up the stairs to my room.

From my point of view as a true reader I always felt that the character Ira in the novel actually did not have love for the Crown Prince because in the final part the antagonist said that he would make the crown prince as his pet, locked him in a cage like an animal.

"It leads more to the obsession of someone who is interested in something to... A collector might...? Or the... A person who was only interested in his handsome Crown Prince's face," I muttered along each step.

Come to think of it, the new Ira had seen the crown prince two years ago and had been fascinated by his good looks even for a few moments. "Not bad." The memory is still there even though they have never met again since the annulment of the engagement.

Opening Door.

I entered into a room the size of a luxurious mansion on earth. The room was divided into several rooms and the room I liked the most was the library inside.

I walked to that place and took a history book that recorded the beginning of the formation of the kingdom of Harper and the history of the noble family in it. The book was so thick that it took me a year to read and remember the entire description.

Tok tok...

The sound of knocking from the main door of the room.

"Young Miss, I brought news from the Patriarch Master of the House Leader."

It's a voice I've known for the last two years. "... Login."

Kleeek.

The door was opened, featuring a thin, butler-clad man, on top of both palms of his hands a tray containing a letter above him.

Put a letter on the table and then back and then stand up straight.

"...."

I just looked at the letter for a moment and refocused on the history book. After I finished reading a few pages, I took a letter and read it.

[To Princess Ira of the Emersyn family, I have sent several letters over the course of a year and a half but still have not received any reply from you. If you happen to see this letter please read it and see me immediately whenever you are ready.

^^^From Crown Prince Aslan ]^^

"Pffft-crazy bastard, who sent the Patriarch home but it contained a letter from the Protagonist." I threw the letter away like a litter and told the waiter to come back. "Don't send anything back."

The waiter looked down politely. "I understand Young Miss," he replied politely then left, closing the door without making a sound.

Tuk... Tuk... Tuk...

My little finger tapped on the top sheet.

Gilbert Monata, described as the most loyal servant who served Ira until the end of his life. The 60-year-old waitress was noted to have been around Ira until she died when the female protagonist killed Ira Antagonist. He who was so loyal became a shield at the last moment before Ira was completely annihilated by the holy power.

"From everyone else, this old man gave off a strange impression I don't know what he was thinking... Haohhhhhh...." I let out a breath.

"He's the one I'm most afraid of because he's always been around the antagonist... He doesn't know that I'm not the real Ira." Like I said, I was always worried that the person closest to Ira was aware of me. I don't have the Manipulation Skil anymore so maybe I should behave like normal in front of him.

"For a moment, let's go back to wrinkling" I said as I opened a new book.

.......Seriate.......

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