Villain Transmigration: Author Transformation

'Athan, huh…'

Nathalie didn't respond for a while, now that they indulged with their private time, she had given Keith the chance to talk about a few topics, especially where they left off.

After learning the truth about her identity, and the world she lived in prior to transmigration.

[I'm not sure if you ask me, why don't you tell me about it?]

"I assume you never had the chance to get to talk to him?"

[Certainly so, for he was the last one I wanted to know the truth…] Nathalie gazed at the sheets she crumpled from grabbing a handful.

Keith's lips parted, like he was about to say a word, but sealed shut when his gaze softened like he realized what she meant at the time.

"Back then, I found it so hard to think you were over with His Highness." He then looked at her in the eyes. "Perhaps it was all about farce to get him riled up."

[You think so?]

"Everyone does… Why do you think Athan pursued you after all that since you woke up with such a miracle?"

Nathalie also understood what he meant; as the scheming villainess, the Crown Prince of the Empire wasn't the one to leave no stone unturned.

[At first; I thought it was because he had to double-check if his plans became successful…] Nathalie then drew her knees, hugging them, then close to her chin. [I'm sure you knew.]

"So I've heard." A streak of veins, on a verge of popping, from his neck and forehead while glaring in the distance but he then let go of it with a deep sigh. "That time, it was as though the two of you changed, who knew what happened not until recently…"

To Keith, Athan's regression from the future and Nathalie's transmigration may have been too much but he was able to hold on to the major parts of the truth. Moreover, she was patient enough to open up to him and encourage him to ask questions he got rather confused about.

"I find it insane for His Highness to rush his way to the Starbrooke Castle back then, the same way His Grace did; like tides have turned— still, you may have been too active declining him for as much as you could, but your action moved otherwise."

[Like her, I thought it was also only for convenience; I needed him to satiate my curse but sometimes, Mystique's emotion overlapped, especially when I'm with him.]

"Must've been that hard to resist your views."

[Knowing that memories of Mystique didn't only linger within me but also her emotions— but I knew better, even if it takes a lot of energy from me.]

Nathalie was well-aware of Mystique's greatest affection for Athan, and she knew what the villainess wanted. Everything would fall into his hands.

She wasn't like that.

Beneath the Desertpeak Town lurked an ominous presence like no other; only to find out that the enemies dared to gather, and not one of them wasn't of high standing and reputation in their respective nations.

It was much of a decisive time to fight them as they got caught off guard.

Too bad, she knew most of them; even without telling their names, she knew their weaknesses— and so does Jonathan as well. 

Everything went well, despite the turmoil.

She ignored the consequences of her powers, calling the curse to come earlier than expected.

Though at the same time, a golden streak of light smothered her, and she knew something wasn't up.

Like what happened to Keith.

However, Ashtra took this matter to different light, an opportunity to strike and stalling the curse for a moment.

Yet even after all that, the curse remained.

Before she had the chance to go back to her world, even if it was temporary, Jonathan offered to be on guard while she had to take the chances. She knew how much he wanted it as well.

In her mind, she thought of the heavy burden she needed to do, especially sending Daisy his regards; only then to find out that he also came.

Though at the same time, coming back included Arnold and Athan as well.

With that in mind, it was how she could never hide the secret any further. Much to her surprise, she had a mental breakdown alongside her palpitations and the tremors in her body

"But, is it really the case?"

Somehow, her eyebrows creased from his queries. [What do you mean?]

"I've only realized it so late but… His Highness looked the same as that… Man back then, the one with Mystique…"

Nathalie then slowly nodded as she learned who he was talking about, responding, [Ahh, Tyler it is then.]

"I seem to learn some special connection with him."

[I'll put it this way, we are in a business relationship, yes?]

"Right… Is that all?"

She then squinted his eyes, even if it was a jab straight to her heart. [Are you kidding me?]

"Not at all."

[Even if it was, I don't want to associate with him any further…]

"Don't eat your words so soon."

[Excuse me but…] Her eyes then looked at him up and down. [Now that you knew the truth, Jonathan looked like you, but does that mean I like him as well?]

From there, he got taken aback with cheeks flustered a tad bit then looked away slightly. Which she then prodded him by his arm sleeves.

[What is this? I smell intense jealousy…]

"I'm not though."

[Whatever helps you sleep at night.]

Nathalie then rustled through the sheets as she leaned her back on it to have a good rest for the rest of the night.

"If I had never known about this cheeky, mischievous side of yours, I'd be so devastated." Meanwhile, Keith glanced at him as he anchored his palms on the quilt for a while before he started to lean his back as well.

[I'd take that as a compliment.] She harrumphed.

"I still think you should need to have some private matters with him."

[You think?]

"He treated you the same even after all that. Somehow, I sense that he also likes you regardless."

It was at that point in the late-night that haunted her, unable to sleep properly.