I Am The Game's Villain

Chapter 478: Alvara Freydis Teraquin SS [1]



It felt like a dream-a long, wistful dream.

But if it truly were a dream, then it was the most beautiful one imaginable.

It was a vision of a time when innocence, joy, and the careless indulgence of childhood seemed within reach. A time when she allowed herself the fleeting luxury of being carefree, spoiled, and unburdened by expectations.

The royal garden of Teraquin Palace was bathed in serene radiance. Birds chirped melodious tunes. The midday sun blazed high above, its rays cascading over an expanse of vibrant, colorful blooms. A blend of flowers swayed gently glimmering beautifully.

Amid this picturesque sight stood a single young girl, no older than ten. Her mint-green hair, tied neatly back, shimmered in the sunlight, and atop her small head sat a crown-a gleaming symbol of her royal station. This child was none other than Alvara Freydis Teraquin, the First Royal Princess of the Teraquin Kingdom.

Kneeling on the soft grass Alvara extended her slender hands toward a cluster of elegant white flowers. Lilies-pure, immaculate, and timeless in their beauty. She had already gathered four of the finest blooms, their velvety petals tucked into a neat bundle in her grasp. Yet her eyes scanned for more, seeking perfection among perfection.

Her delicate fingers closed around another blossom, plucking it with care. She brought it closer, studying it with quiet intensity. A soft smile curved her lips as she twirled the stem between her fingers, the flower's beauty mirrored in her contented expression.

"Big Sister!"

A voice shattered the tranquil moment, bright and eager, breaking through Alvara's solitude.

Her smile faltered instantly, replaced by a look of practiced indifference. Without turning, she responded with a flat tone.