She Wasn't an Extra

By bin

“This is... This is... ridiculous.” Lucy closed the old notebook with a trembling hand. A truth she'd discovered in a forbidden room, in the archives of the Imperial Academy. The 'Lucy Allissen' she possessed was no mere extra. She was behind all the wars, the magical looting, the attempted assassination of the crown prince-all at her behest. “I'm black... how am I supposed to survive?” “Hey.” She gulped at the voice behind her. Kyle Leonhardt, the crown prince. His golden eyes pierced her coldly. “Why are you here, noble lady?” “Uh... I think I'm in the wrong study.” Lucy averted her gaze, but Kyle smiled. With the eyes of an intrigued hunter. Meanwhile, in the corridors of Lumiere Castle, Gerard Ilgar was receiving a report. “Lucy Allisen has begun to move.” “...She's dangerous. She used to be a puppet, but she's different now.” He rose from his seat, his black cloak flapping. If Lucy was going to erase his past orders, he had every reason to be confronted again. At the same time, in the Marquis de Bruno's greenhouse. Amelia was reading a letter from Lucy. “I want to be friends with you, I really do.” There was hesitation in Amelia's pure, warm eyes. Lucy had betrayed her in the original story... but there was sadness and determination in the letter. A few days later, Lucy and Amelia bumped into each other at an imperial ball. “Miss Lucy, your dress... it's beautiful.” “So are you. Tonight... I really wanted to enjoy myself.” And golden eyes and red shadows watching them from afar. Lucy smiled. “From now on, I write my own stories. After the imperial ball, Lucy was alone in the palace's small garden. Rose petals fluttered in the moonlight, and a shadow loomed through the gap. “You abandoned your plans?” Gerard spoke to her as if he were an old colleague, or rather, a tool of his former self. “The old me is gone. I'm making... new choices now.” “Will those choices save you?” In his hand was a dagger. A tool of assassination, once given to him by her own hand. “Have you come to kill?” “No.” Gerard dropped the dagger to the floor. “I've come to take you back.” But at that moment- “Stop it, Gerard.” Golden eyes flashed from the shadows of the trees. Kyle Leonhardt, Crown Prince, drew his sword. “You have no more control over her.” Lucy exhaled and stood between them. “I'm no one's puppet, and I want to... be myself now.” Gerard stared at her for a long moment, flashed her a cold smile, and disappeared. Into the darkness. Kyle sheathed his sword and asked. “What was your relationship with him?” “...If I told you, you'd keep me away.” “I'd rather keep you away from the truth.” At his words, Lucy smiled for the first time, a genuine smile. A few days later, in a secret meeting room at the Imperial Academy. Lucy stood with Amelia. On the table were classified Imperial documents and records of Lucy's past. “Are you going to expose all of this?” “No.” Lucy shook her head. “Someone has to carry the truth, but... you'll live for me from now on.” Amelia quietly took Lucy's hand. “Come with me, we're friends.” Lucy closed her eyes at the words and nodded. Carrying the sins and shadows of her past with her, she began to move toward a new future.

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She Wasn't an Extra

She Wasn't an Extra

bin

I really wanted to enjoy myself.” And golden eyes and red shadows watching them from afar. Lucy smiled. “From now on, I write my own stories. After the imperial ball, Lucy was alone in the palace's small garden. Rose petals fluttered in the moonlight, and a shadow loomed through the gap. “You abandoned your plans?” Gerard spoke to her as if he were an old colleague, or rather, a tool of his former self. “The old me is gone. I'm making... new choices now.” “Will those choices save you?” In his hand was a dagger. A tool of assassination, once given to him by her own hand. “Have you come to kill?” “No.” Gerard dropped the dagger to the floor. “I've come to take you back.” But at that moment- “Stop it, Gerard.” Golden eyes flashed from the shadows of the trees. Kyle Leonhardt, Crown Prince, drew his sword. “You have no more control over her.” Lucy exhaled and stood between them. “I'm no one's puppet, and I want to... be myself now.” Gerard stared at her for a long moment, flashed her a cold smile, and disappeared. Into the darkness. Kyle sheathed his sword and asked. “What was your relationship with him?” “...If I told you, you'd keep me away.” “I'd rather keep you away from the truth.” At his words, Lucy smiled for the first time, a genuine smile. A few days later, in a secret meeting room at the Imperial Academy. Lucy stood with Amelia.

On the table were classified Imperial documents and records of Lucy's past. “Are you going to expose all of this?” “No.” Lucy shook her head. “Someone has to carry the truth, but... you'll live for me from now on.” Amelia quietly took Lucy's hand. “Come with me, we're friends.” Lucy closed her eyes at the words and nodded. Carrying the sins and shadows of her past with her, she began to move toward a new future.