Beauty is the basic, but also noble bloodline and genius talent. Born as a rival to my older sister who had everything, it was natural for me to die by her hand. I ran away once, and half of the empire was reduced to ashes, so I just gave up and died. The moment her cold blade touched my neck, I regressed to being 8 years old. “What! Do I have to die again?” I clenched my small fists and swore that I would not be taken advantage of in this life, but... “Harper, my little sister, even if my dreams are shattered, I want to protect you.” … Huh? “How dare I see someone trying to harm you again inside the Luperne mansion. There are so many crazy people in the world.” My older sister had changed. She had changed a lot. “Killian, what do you want to be when you grow up? 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.” Was it my expression that revealed my true feelings in that split second, or was this child more sensitive than I thought? “Then I will be the emperor, Harper. I don’t want anything else.” He held my hand tightly as if he had no more worries.