The Villain Can't Lose

I awoke to the cold, gray light of dawn filtering through my window. As I stirred in my bed, I noticed a figure standing beside me. It was Serenu, holding a small golden letter with a dark red royal seal on it.

"What is it, Serenu?" I asked, rubbing the sleep from my eyes.

"Young master, he replied, bowing slightly. "This letter arrived for you just this morning. It bears the seal of the royal family."

I sat up and took the letter from Serenu's outstretched hand. I recognized the seal immediately. It was the same one that adorned all official correspondence from the king.

With a sense of growing apprehension, I broke the seal and unfolded the letter. As I read the words on the page, my heart sank. The king was summoning me for a private meeting…

I looked up at Serenu, who was watching me with concern.

"We must prepare to leave at once," I said, rising from my bed. "There is no telling what this summons may mean, but we must be ready for anything."

"How are you feeling?" He asked me.

"I have nothing to complain about, Serenu."

"I'm just to remind you that it's my day off today," he forced a smile.

"Shit, I forgot…" This completely was out of my memory, I forgot about yesterday's events.

Nari died from my power and came back to life, "Serenu, do you think I could take my father down now?"

I watched as Serenu fixed his glasses and nodded slowly, his eyes locked onto mine.

"Yes," he said, "you're capable of taking the duke down."

The words sent a rush of adrenaline through my body. I knew that the duke was a dangerous adversary, but I also knew that I had been training for this moment for the last few weeks.

I stood up straight, feeling a renewed sense of purpose. "I won't let you down," I said firmly.

Serenu's gaze flickered to the window, where the first rays of sunlight were now streaming in.

"We don't have much time," he said, turning back to me. "We need to make our way to the palace as soon as possible."

I nodded, my mind already racing with strategies and plans. I knew that the stakes were high, and that failure was not an option.

"While in the palace, I should look into the black magic bowl, do you think I could find it today?" I was filled with excitement and hope.

"Maybe just focus on the king for today," Serenu closed his eyes.

"Yes, you're right."

I was getting way too excited now, thinking how unbeatable I was and managed to get this power and use it immediately, it made me think as if I was unstoppable.

As Serenu brought in the clothes, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and curiosity. I've always been fascinated by the fashion of the past, and I was eager to see what Serenu had found.

As I looked through the clothes, I was struck by the attention to detail and the quality of the materials. The fabrics were rich and textured, and the colors were deep and vibrant. The coats were tailored to fit perfectly, with intricate stitching and ornate buttons. The trousers were made of thick, sturdy material and had a wide leg that gave them a distinct silhouette.

I started to dress up, I could feel the transformation taking place. The clothes were heavy and substantial, and they gave me a sense of strength and confidence. The coat fit snugly around my shoulders, and the trousers hung perfectly from my waist. I felt like a different person, transported back in time to a world of elegance and refinement.

I looked at myself in the mirror, I couldn't help but smile. The clothes had a way of bringing out a different side of me, a side that was more self-assured and bold. I knew that I would stand out in these clothes, but I didn't care. I was ready to face the king.

As I stepped out of my mansion, dressed in my finest clothes and ready to meet the king, I couldn't help but feel a sense of anxiety and anticipation. This was the moment I had been waiting for, the moment when I would finally be able to make my move and take control of the kingdom.

As I climbed into the carriage that would take me to the palace, I began to think about my strategy. I knew that I needed to be sly and cunning if I was going to manipulate the king onto my side. I needed to be careful not to reveal my true intentions too soon, or I risked being exposed and losing everything.

As the carriage made its way to the palace, I rehearsed my arguments in my head. I knew that I needed to convince the king that my father and the prince were not fit to rule, that they were weak and incompetent. I also knew that I needed to play to the king's ego, to stroke his sense of pride and flatter him at every opportunity.

As we arrived at the palace and I was escorted into the throne room, I felt a surge of adrenaline. The king was sitting on his throne, looking regal, but empty. I approached him with a deep bow, my mind racing with thoughts of how to win him over.

As I got closer to the throne, I took a deep breath and straightened my back, preparing to greet the king. The throne room was grand and imposing, with high ceilings and ornate decorations. The king was surrounded by his guards and knights, making the atmosphere tense and intimidating.

With a deep bow, I greeted the king, "Greetings, Your Majesty, I am Rowen Dragon, your humble servant." My voice was steady and respectful, but I couldn't help the surge of cringing flowing through my veins, 'back in the days, people were doing too much…'

The king was regal and imposing, his presence commanding respect and admiration. His guards and knights stood at attention, their sharp eyes scanning the room for any potential threats.

With this type of attitude, no one could ever take a guess that this powerful man was politically weaker than my current self.

I felt his blue eyes gazing upon me, scanning me up and down, and I knew that I needed to be careful with my words and my actions, as any misstep could have dire consequences

Despite the tension in the air, I remained calm and composed, my mind focused on the task at hand. I knew that I needed to win the king's favor if I was going to achieve my goals.

"Rowen, my child…"