The Sister Who Hated Me, Now Loves Me

With beauty, noble blood, and extraordinary talent, my older sister seemed to have it all.
Born as her rival, it was inevitable that I would die at her hands.
After escaping once, when half of the empire turned to ashes, I gave up and accepted death.
Shh-
The moment her cold sword touched my neck, I was reborn at the age of 8.
“What’s going on?! Do I have to die again?”
This time, I swore I wouldn’t just accept it, clenching my small fists tightly.
“Harper, my sister, even if my dreams shatter, I want to protect you.”
…Huh?
“How dare anyone try to harm you in the Luperne mansion, Harper?”
There are so many crazy people in this world.
My sister had changed.
A lot.
“Killian, what do you want to be when you grow up?”
“What kind of person do you like? 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.”
For a split second, did my inner thoughts show on my face, or was this child more sensitive than I thought?
“Then I’ll become the Emperor, Harper. I don’t want anything else.”
He grabbed my hand tightly as if there was no more doubt in his mind.