I’m the Only One Who Can Guide the Tyrant to Sleep - Chapter 12
“Hey.”
Caesar called out to me, seemingly surprised by my sudden change in expression. But I couldn’t care less about his reaction.
In an instant, everything became clear. It was as if I had been hit in the head, and suddenly, I understood it all.
Floria, the mischievous princess I was taking care of. She was the female protagonist from the original work.
And that meant the story was about her brother, who died in a rampage.
Her brother died because he couldn’t find a Guide.
So, Caesar… was just a narrative device to give the heroine knowledge about awakening and Guides.
‘Then, he’s just going to be sacrificed as a supporting character? This child, who I was so sure was the male lead?’
To be discriminated against for his entire life and eventually die. It was such a cruel destiny.
But there was an even bigger problem.
“Hey. Are you okay?”
I stared blankly at my own hair, my silver hair that sparkled.
‘Yes, I remember now. No wonder I had such pretty features. Not with brown hair or freckles. Not Belle, Mary, or Anna.’
The princess, Floria, had a servant who gave her life to protect her when she escaped from the palace.
The servant wore a veil to cover her face and pretended to be the princess, while surrounded by rebel soldiers who had never seen the real princess in their lives.
‘Of course, it didn’t take long for them to realize she was a fake and kill her.’
She was a devoted servant to the point of foolishness, with beautiful silver hair and emerald-green eyes, the closest friend to the princess.
That was me.
Evelyn Chester.
“Ah…”
I covered my face with both hands.
‘I knew this would happen.’
I was always anxious. The reason I had been so obsessed with figuring out where this world was had been precisely this.
Weren’t the tropes of transmigration obvious? Supporting characters always had to find a way to escape from a life-threatening situation themselves.
“Hey, answer when someone calls you.”
Caesar asked impatiently. It was only then that I raised my head and looked at Caesar.
‘You and I are in the same boat. We’re both part-time supporting actors who’ll be dying soon.’
I felt like screaming. If only she had been the male lead, she could have somehow survived by getting involved.
But we were both just time-limited supporting characters.
‘What should I do? How can I survive?’
My head started spinning.
***
When I returned home, I fell ill.
I had discovered the original story and knew how I would die. So, strangely enough, I thought I was in a better situation, but…
Perhaps it was because of the stress of knowing I was already scheduled to die? In an instant, I felt extreme stress.
Suffering from a fever, I had a dream. A dream from a past life.
.
Lying in my small one-room apartment, I pondered what to have for dinner. Should I make a fried egg and mix it with rice, buy a convenience store lunchbox, or maybe order some chicken?
Chicken… I carefully checked my bank balance. I had recently received my part-time job payment, so I had enough for a single order of chicken.
‘It’s a bit wasteful, but let’s eat and live.’
I justified my decision and picked up my phone.
Ding!
An alarm went off. It was an advertisement from my favorite web novel platform.
‘Huh? I remember this from before…’
The title that appeared in the ad alert was familiar. It was a romance fantasy novel that I couldn’t finish reading due to a lack of money.
I clicked on the pop-up as if I were enchanted.
‘Should I order chicken, or should I read this?’
Since I was short on living expenses, both options were out of reach. The choice was quick. I found myself recharging 20,000 won in cash.
And that night, I got immersed in that web novel until dawn.
.
“Gasp!”
I shouted and jumped up.
“Evelyn!”
My mother, who had been nursing me by my side, hurried over.
“Are you okay? How’s your body?”
But I couldn’t hear my mother’s voice properly.
In my dream, or rather, from my previous life, I saw the romance fantasy novel I had given up on chicken for. It was this world.
As if I had just read the novel a moment ago, the original story poured into my mind. Even the detailed parts that I hadn’t thought about just now.
「The Crown Prince didn’t live to see his fifteenth birthday, which was just a few days away.」
‘Caesar’s awakening attempt failed and led to his death just a few days before his fifteenth birthday.’
「It was a tragic incident. He missed the chance to become the world’s first Awakened One.」
‘Awakening… If only Caesar could awaken…’
「The Empress’s death, the Princess’s escape, and ultimately the empire’s collapse. The only way to prevent all of that was for Caesar Dietrich to ascend to the throne.」
‘For Caesar to become emperor…’
「But he couldn’t awaken. So now, it’s all just a pointless tale.」
Everything began with his death. His demise left the Crown Prince’s position vacant, which the noble faction coveted, leading them to target the Princess for assassination. As a result, the Princess fled, and in helping her, I met my end. Goosebumps ran down my spine.
“Evelyn!”
My mother’s warm hand held my cheek.
“Mom.”
“Yes, Evelyn. Are you okay? Does anything hurt?”
Looking into her eyes filled with concern, I made up my mind.
I must survive. I couldn’t die like this.
To survive, there was only one thing I could do.
I had to make Caesar the Emperor. None other than me.
