Why Did I Become the Villainess?

    "Dear, do you want anything?" My mother asks me the moment she entered my room.

   We are currently sailing to the Capital of Vrawyth. And because Csille agreed to stay away from Prince Fraser and Farren for the whole trip. I locked myself in my room and didn't go out.

   I shake my head. "No, mother, I'm good. How's everything going outside?"

   Mother sits beside me and gently touched my head. "Everything's okay. Your father and the Crown Prince are currently talking about the current situation in the monarch. The ship is sailing safely. The captain said we would arrive at the Capital in six hours. Dear, do you want anything?" Mother looks at the tray of food I haven't touched. It's for breakfast. "You didn't eat breakfast? It's already past noon. What do you want? Do you-"

   "Mom, I'm okay. I just feel seasick. Don't worry about me." It's a lie. I'm not really seasick. I'm just exhausted. I don't know why but I felt exhausted after Csille control my body the whole day.

   I don't know if I should be worried about this. Will it happen to me again?

   Mother assist me to lay on the bed. "My poor baby. Do you want me to talk to your father? He'll agree for sure."

   I hold my mother's arm. "No need, mother. I wouldn't feel good even if I go outside. It will probably worsen my condition. So, don't bother mother. Also, I understand why father is doing this. So, don't talk to him anymore. I will just sleep this."

   My mother sighs and touches my face. "Okay, if that's what you want to. I will just let someone bring you lunch. Eat something okay. Even just a little."

   I nod my head and close my eyes. I don't feel really good today. I don't understand why, though. It's the first time that it happened to me.

   Mother said her goodbye to me and left me alone. I sigh and open my eyes. Oh, well, it's better to be like this. At least I could control my body. Although at this rate, I don't think I could do what I want to do.

I was about to sleep when someone knocks on my door. I looked at my door and frowned. Who could it be? Mother?

   I lazily walk towards the door. And since I thought it is mother knocking, I just open the door widely. I almost slam the door again when I saw that it is Prince Fraser who is standing outside my room. But this time, Prince Fraser is quick. He immediately blocks the closing door.

   I sigh and look at him. It's no use. I have no energy to forced Prince Fraser out. If I couldn't defend, then maybe I should just attack.

   "Is there anything you want, Prince Fraser? If none, please excuse me. I need to rest now." I tried closing the door, but Prince Fraser wouldn't bulge.

   "Are you still mad at me, Csille?" He sounded like he is sad or something.

   I shake my head and avoid my gaze at him. Out of sight, out of mind. "How could I be mad of you, your majesty-"

   "I told you to stop with that, your majesty. You're my fiancé Csille. Why do you always do that?"

   It's because I wouldn't be your future fiancé, Prince Fraser. Because in the end, you will still choose Princess Paislee. So, how could I just casually call you Prince Fraser? Also, I think you two are compatible with each other. Both royalties, both great leaders, and you both have many things in common.

  "Prince Fraser, do you want to say something to me? Because if not then, excuse me I-"

   I was about to go back to my bed because my knees are already giving in, but Prince Fraser grabs my arms. Unexpected, my knees really gave in, and I almost fell on my back. Good thing Prince Fraser catches me before I fall.

   "I got you. I would never let you fall in your own Csille. I am always here to catch you."

   I didn't really comprehend what he said because my mind is already messed up. I felt like I am floating or something.

   "Are you okay, Csille? What happened? Are you sick? Should I call the doctor now?"

   I shake my head. "Bed." I weakly whispered. I don't really understand why I felt so exhausted today. Well, in fact, I haven't done anything rigorous for me to be this weak.

   Prince Fraser instantly walks towards my bed and gently lays me there. He then sits beside my bed and touches my forehead. He's probably trying to get my temperature.

   "You have a fever. Why didn't you told me earlier? It's a good thing you didn't fall and bump your head over something. You just came from a concussion. It wouldn't be good to add more to it."

   I just close my eyes. I couldn't make my eyes open for a minute because it feels so heavy right now.

   "Do you want me to call a doctor? Doctor Marcus is staying near your room. Should I call him?"

   I immediately opened my eyes and held his arms. He was about to stand up and probably go to Doctor Marcus' room. No! Please no! I'm still not sure if Doctor Marcus is safe or not. Based on our last conversation, I don't think it will be good for me to be near him.

   I shake my head. Prince Fraser sits back on my side. "Csille, you need it. We need a Doctor to see your condition right now. You look so pale already, and I'm worried for you. What if something happened to you because of this? I won't forgive myself if that happens."

   I shake my head and try to say a few words. Although it's challenging for me to say a complete sentence right now. It's like I talk non-stop for a whole day, and now all the muscles in my mouth are so sore that it wouldn't open up.

   "Don't. I sleep. Fever. Drink medicine." Are the only words I could say.

   It's a good thing that Prince Fraser is wise and understands what I am saying. "Okay, but if your condition didn't get better, I would call the doctor, okay?"

   I nod my head slowly. Prince Fraser help me take some fever medicines before helping me fixing my bed so I could sleep.

   "I will be just here if you need anything, okay " Prince Fraser whispered. He then took my hand and intertwined it with his.

    I guess it was not that bad to sleep right now. Especially I have Prince Fraser. Although I know, he wouldn't stay for too long because something will happen to Farren, and he will immediately leave me after that. Of course, why would the male lead choose the villainess, right? I just closed my eyes, and I fell asleep immediately.

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    "Ysavel."

   I look behind my back, where the person is calling me. I saw a man standing behind me. He's taller than I am. He's probably six feet tall. I couldn't see his face clearly, though. It's blurry, which I don't understand why because I have a clear eyesight.

   I just look at the man. Trying to figure out what does he want from me. Also, preparing myself for something worst. Who knows? Maybe he's a criminal or a murderer or something.

   "Do you want to go back?"

   My eyebrows frown with his words. What does he mean? Go back where? The real world? But didn't the writer already told me that I could only go back if I finished the novel?

   "What do you mean?"

   I heard the man chuckle. "You know very well what I mean, Ysavel Vlahos, a frustrated writer who wants her work to be published. Isn't that right, Ysavel?"

   I step back away from him. "Who are you?"

   "Do you really want to know who I am?"

   I swallowed my fear and looked at him. "What do you want from me?"

"You want to go back, right? To the real world? To Lena?"

   What does he mean? Can I really go back now? To the real world? But what will happen to the Count and the Countess, my parents here? What will happen to all the characters here?

   "I thought I couldn't leave here not until I finished the novel? I haven't finished it."

   The man chuckled. "Ysavel, have you forgotten?"

   "Forgotten what?" What does he mean? Can he just say what he wanted to say directly? I'm tired of all these guessing games.

"Have you forgotten what I've said?"

What did he say? Have I talked to him before?

   "Ysavel, if you do something against what you have written, then this world will collapse. If the writer gets out of this world without finishing the story as Csille, then this world will collapse. And all the characters in here living will die too. So, I will ask you again, Ysavel Vlahos, the creator of this world, can you bear to let those people die?"

   If I go back now to the real world, then this world will cease to exist. The Count, Countess, Brother Pascal, Rufus, Princess Paislee, and Prince Fraser will die? But what about Lena? What about my life in the real world?

   "Did you make a decision now, Ysavel? Will you choose your own life in the real world and live as a struggling writer with no family? Or will you choose to save this world from collapsing and continue to live as Csille Lauretré, who has a very loving family and friends? It's your choice, Ysavel. It's all on you. So, choose wisely. You couldn't go back to this world once you choose the real world. Also, remember the words that the little girl who gave you the book? That if you write the novel in the book, it will be a big hit, remember? It will be invalid if you wish to go back now."

   What would I choose? Should I go back now? If I go back, then I will be the only one taking control of my body. I don't need to fight over who's going to be in control. If I go back, then I wouldn't have a problem living without technology. If I go back, I could live with Lena again. Lena!

   I look at the man. He chuckled when I look at him. "You miss Lena? Then go back now, Ysavel. She's waiting for you."

  But what about the people from this world? They will all die because of me? Because of my selfishness?

  "Okay, I will let you see the real world and interact with the people you miss in there. But it won't last long. After it, we will meet again, and you will give me your decision. So, think wisely, Ysavel."

   After the man said that I see a blinding light and I fell on the ground head first, I become unconscious.

   "Ysa! Wake up. It's already morning. I thought you need to talk to your editor today? Aren't you getting up? You are going to be late by now."

    I slowly opened my eyes. Trying to figure out what is happening. The first person I see is Lena, who's currently sitting beside my bed. I immediately get up from lying on the bed and hugs her. I miss her so much.

   "Oh, aren't we a lil' too touchy today? Okay, okay, sleepyhead. Enough of the hugging. You still have an appointment with your editor today. Have you forgotten? Get up already. I have made breakfast for you on the table."

   Lena breaks from my hug and taps my shoulder. Before she walks towards my wardrobe and gets the dress, she brought me on my twenty second birthday.

   "Here, you should wear this so you'll get lucky today. Get up now. What are you waiting for? Do you want me to shower you?"

   I walk out of my bed and walk towards Lena, and hugs her. I miss you so much, Lena. I want to go back now. I want to go back home.