I don't understand how, but I am now standing at the house of the writer of the book The Parallel Universe. Right in front of me is the man who advised me in my dream. The silhouette man.

"Ysavel, don't try to go against what you have written. It will happen no matter how much you try to change it. It will happen. You can never change their destiny. You can never change your destiny."

I tried to walk towards the man, but every time I will take a step forward, our distance gets farther away. What's happening?

"Don't try to change your destiny Ysavel. Csille is Csille, and you will never be Csille. Don't forget where you came from."

After the silhouette man said that, I feel the ground trembles. It then split into two, and I fell into the cracks. I am falling! Help me! I don't want to die! I could feel myself falling. However, instead of falling into the pit, I was awakened from my dream. I feel my heart beating fast. It's like I just did a marathon.

I slumped lying on the bed. What does my dream want to say? I couldn't change what I've written? Their destiny? Whose destiny? Prince Fraser? Princess Paislee? Csille?

Does it mean I couldn't really do anything? So what will I do? Just watch it happens? Don't try to change their destiny? Do they know I'm trying to warn the Crown Prince? I stand up from lying on the bed and pace back and forth in my room. I'm anxious. A week from now, Prince Fraser and Princess Paislee will be endangered.

I've successfully sent the Rhododendron flowers to Prince Fraser. He warned me to be careful. I guess he understands what I meant, right? However, I still don't feel complacent, especially after having this dream.

"It will happen no matter how much you try to change it. It will happen. You can never change their destiny. You can never change your destiny."

Can I really not change anything?

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"Miss Lauretré."

I look up and see Farren standing in front of me. I was too preoccupied that I didn't notice his arrival. I gestured for him to sit on the chair in front of me.

He looks around first before moving his head closer to me. "Raze seems bothered these days. I think he knows something."

I look at him. Can I really not save you from danger? Although both of you won't die because of it, I am still concerned.

Farren snaps his fingers in front of my face. "You seem bothered too."

I shake my head. "Don't mind me. Tell me what happened to Raze. Did you notice something around him?"

Farren shakes his head. "Aside from Raze being too bothered about something. I didn't notice anything wrong."

I raised my eyebrows. One week. One week after this, someone will harm the Crown Prince. There is no way that person wouldn't observe first Prince Fraser. "Are you sure? You didn't notice someone?" I'm pretty sure someone is watching both of them.

Farren got quiet for a moment before he snaps his fingers. "I think there's someone. However, that person is a local here. I don't think he plans to harm Raze."

A local? In the novel, Prince Fraser was harmed in his second training. Who's the culprit? A local citizen here in the western region. The poor guy was only paid by someone to harm the Crown Prince. In the end, the King of Vrawyth decided to banish him from the whole Kingdom. However, the real culprit who paid the poor guy wasn't revealed. I haven't finished the revised version of the novel, so I'm still unsure who the culprit is. Is the one I am thinking the culprit?

"How can you be sure? When a person is in the state of poverty, who would say no to an easy money deal?"

Farren shakes his head. "I don't think that works in here. Yes, the people in here are struggling to live every day, but it doesn't mean they could do something against the law and their morals."

Of course, it's easy for you to say that because you grew up as a Princess. A Princess that could have everything she wants with just a snap of her fingers. So, how could she knows what they can do for money? It's beyond her imagination.

"What can they do with their morals? Can they eat it? Can they exchange it for food? No right? When people are hungry and deprived of food, do you think they would say no to an opportunity of lifetime food? Lifetime money?" I look outside the window. "This world is too vast, and not everything we know always applies to everyone. There's always an exception, Farren. Don't be too complacent. That person may look harmless, but you wouldn't know what could be on his sleeves."

Don't trust her, Paislee. That person will be the cause of the danger. It's one thing I'm worried about. If my dreams are true, then Paislee should really learn not to put too much trust in people, or else she will be digging her own grave.

"I don't know. I just don't think he could do that."

I shake my head. The writer is right. I couldn't really change what will happen. Their destiny is already written. I couldn't do anything about that.

I sigh. It's my fault. I'm the one who makes this thing happen. If I just didn't write this, then this wouldn't happen. I'm sorry, Paislee.

"Think about what I said. And about Raze, please protect him at all cost. If you do that, I will bring you to the capital of Vrawyth and recommend you to my father, the Count, to be a royal knight."

Farren nods his head and looks outside. He then stands up. "I need to go now. Raze is already back in his stall. He would be suspicious if he didn't see me around. I will go now, Lady Lauretré." He bows his head and walks out of the cafe.

Please be careful, Paislee. Protect the Crown Prince and yourself at all cost.

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"Lady Lauretré, thank you for the food."

My mouth smiled on its own. "You're always welcome. You should take some vitamins there so that you could strengthen your immunity." My hands point toward a table where some nurses and doctors are prescribing and giving medicines for free.

It's the day! It's the day when both Prince Fraser and Princess Paislee will be endangered. And because I've written this scene in the notebook, I couldn't control my body again. The real Csille is now taking over the body.

The writer's words are true. I couldn't change anything about what I've written. I look around and observe my surroundings. In one of these moments, someone will harm the Crown Prince.

"Dear?" I look at my mother. She looks so worried. She probably notices that I look bothered these days. "Are you okay?" She signals one of our maids to replace me from my post. "You look bothered. It's better if you take some break first."

It's the sign. In my novel, after the Countess let Csille take a rest. Prince Fraser will arrive at the plaza. Behind him is Princess Paislee. After lining up for a couple of minutes, someone will harm the Crown Prince's life, and since Princess Paislee is there, she would take all the blow.

Oh, dear! It's starting. I look around. There's a lot of people here. I don't know who will try to harm the Crown Prince.

Prince Fraser, Princess Paislee, please be okay.

After a minute, Prince Fraser walks towards the line and lines up. Behind him is Princess Paislee. I could see that both of them are bothered and anxious. They probably knew something would happen today. They keep looking around. It's like they know someone will sneak an attack any moment.

It's really amazing how these two, both fourteen years old, know something will happen. In the real world, those fourteen years old would be nothing compared to them. One is an excellent leader and is great in tactical strategy. One is excellent in swordsmanship and combat training. How could those fourteen years old in the real world could compare to them? Sometimes, I even forgot that they are only fourteen years old.

I was preoccupied thinking when I heard a commotion. It's the second sign. After this, the culprit will reveal himself. I look around, trying to find a suspicious person, but there are many people around. I couldn't see who's going to harm both of them.

"Doctor, we need a doctor here." Those people circling on someone called a doctor. "Emergency! There's an emergency here. Someone needs urgent medical attention." A guy shouted.

One of the doctors and a nurse immediately run towards the commotion. It's starting! This is called distraction. The culprit used distractions so it would be easier for them to launch an attack without people noticing it.

Prince Fraser! Princess Paislee! I tried to move my feet, but it remains on the ground.

'Ysavel, don't try to go against what you have written. It will happen no matter how much you try to change it. It will happen. You can never change their destiny. You can never change your destiny.'

I shake my head! No! The writer's words are happening. No! Please! Let me do something. Let me save the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess. Csille, please, I beg you. Listen to me.

However, no matter how many times I beg Csille to listen to me. She didn't listen. My body still remains seated and just casually looking at the commotion. Csille Lauretré, please help me. Help the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess.

A gunshot was heard over the place. It's over. It's over. I saw Princess Paislee covers Prince Fraser with her body. Trying to protect him from the gunshots. I saw a man holding a gun behind Prince Fraser. No! Princess Paislee notice it and try to cover Prince Fraser. But it's too late. The man pulls the trigger and shoots Princess Paislee on the abdomen.

The people around run everywhere. They were trying to keep themselves safe from the gunshots. Since there are many people today, it created a stampede. Everyone is trying to find a way to escape, but they couldn't. People started pushing others just so they could escape. Some people fell on the ground and were stepped by the others.

Father and mother immediately order our guards to chase the culprit. He has already run towards the woods. Prince Fraser is now holding Princess Paislee's limp body. He's trying his best not to make Princess Paislee be squeezed by the people.

Father immediately walks towards the Crown Prince. Mother runs towards me and hugs me. "Are you okay, dear? Did you got shot?" She inspects my body and when she didn't see any wounds. She sighs and kissed my head. "Thank god!"

Father already got near with Prince Fraser. He took Princess Paislee from Prince Fraser and used his body to cover Prince Fraser. He looks around, observing people. Cautious of everyone.

When mother sees father walking out of the stampede, she orders the other guards to cover them. She then assists me to the carriage. "Come on, Csille. We need to get out now."

Mother continues to drag me out of the stampede of people. However, someone pushes me from behind, and I bump my head on very hard thing. The last time I remember, someone called my name anxiously.

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"Why didn't you listen to me? I told you to take care of yourself. Look, what happened?" My consciousness slowly returns. I could feel someone is holding my hand. "Please be safe, Csille. I wouldn't know what I would do if something happens to you."

I know that voice! It's the Crown Prince. Is this a dream? Am I dreaming?

I suddenly feel someone is gently touching my head. Like that person is combing my hair. "Please wake up now. I'm worried." I then feel a cold thing touches my forehead. "Csille Lauretré Astalieu."

Wait, what? Who's Csille Lauretré Astalieu? When did my name become like that? I try to feel my surroundings, but I couldn't feel anything. I couldn't hear anything.

All I can see is darkness. I tried to shout to ask for help, but my voice echoed to the place. It's like I am in a room. I tried to walk and walk until I got tired. Why is it happening again? I'm tired and confused. Who's the person talking a while ago? Is it true or just part of my dream?

"Ysavel!" I heard someone call my name. I look around, trying to find the source of the voice. But all I could see is darkness. "It's starting. Your novel is starting. Are you ready to be the villainess?"

"Who are you?" I shouted back. "I don't want to be the villainess. I want to go back to the real world. I want my own life!"

Silence can only be heard. After a while, a voice talks again. "You can only go back after you finish the book."

Finish the book? What does it suppose to mean?