Villain Transmigration: Author Transformation

Nathalie stood near the balcony, letting the sunset breeze brushed past her face; with a deep breath, she indulged every moment she took.

But then, she got interrupted when her ears caught the subtle thuds with tiny clangs echoing behind her; turning around, it was Keith, who pushed a food trolley.

"Afternoon tea, My Lady?"

[I'd love to.] With a nod, she then strutted towards him, giving him a kiss by the lips.

Which both ended up blushing. 

Since Keith got caught off guard, she was fumbling and was about to turn around when he brought her closer. Hugging her waist and showering her with torrid kisses she needed.

Nathalie was in euphoria.

It almost lasted a minute and never did she became this breathless thinking like it was about an hour of such smooches.

This man came a long way, and so was she and now they were in the same page; as they go on, they would improve from where they stood at the moment.

She then responded, prodding his lips. [Save that for later...]

"I will..." Looking straight to her eyes, he said, "I love you so much, Nathalie."

This time, she didn't bother with her alluring voice. "I love you too, Keith. Much more than you imagine."

Keith gulped, jolting upright. "What about His Highness?"

[You jealous now?] She then prodded his arm. [Look at you...]

"I'm not... Well, at least I try..."

[Only if you want to.] Nathalie smiled with such warmth and Keith couldn't stop wagging his tail.

"I understand." 

After which, Keith left a peck on his forehead and they back to table and she waited for him to prepare the tea set and the confections served for this afternoon.

The smell of freshly baked cookies wafted through her nose, making her mouth water from how appetizing the presentation was in her eyes.

One after another revealed and always left her breathless.

Soon as he finished preparing, she mused, [Where's father?]

"His Grace went to entertain a few guests who are interested to take part in the plans you mentioned this morning. Everything shall go as planned, My Lady."

[That's good to hear." She then smiled. "What about Athan?]

"He will come here anytime soon, is what he mentioned. Sylvester had a final report to him before he would be on a free of schedule." After which, he then gestured his hands to the cheesecake that was on the left side of the table. "Have some of these, My Lady."

[Oh…] Nathalie then nodded as she went for it; almost fumbled her fingers and Keith got it on time before it got wasted on the floor. [Thank you so much.]

Upon nodding, he peered at her once more. "A penny for your thoughts?"

After a hum, she then urged him to sit with her; when he did, she responded, [I'm just overwhelmed by so many things happening today.]

"You mean what His Grace and His Highness said earlier?"

Nathalie nodded, slicing a piece of the cake.

[I better give Jonathan a call…]

Nathalie got her phone to take a call. 

"You've called, quite unusual."

After which, Nathalie typed, [Are you done working on the project for today?]

"Yeah, taking my free time now Miss Quinn."

[Listen. Do you know anything about Thousand Isles?]

"No? Apart from a doomed island; I guess…"

[So you have no idea?]

"I've been living here the whole time and criminals have been— Wait; are you telling me the prisoners are sent to Thousand Isles?"

[No! No, no! Don't jump to conclusions just yet!] she responded with a shake of her head.

"Oh, I see. What's up with it then?"

Nathalie pressed her lips, then glanced at Keith for something important. [You know, maybe there is something we didn't know that lies beyond the realm within the Thousand Isles?]

Jonathan somehow got taken aback and looked up to ponder before blurting again, "You wrote it; I've read it. None of it showed much information other than where people were no longer salvageable. Why'd you think of that?"

[Now you know about the vague ideas that I had brainstormed with Daisy a long time ago, but it never came to fruition…]

"Like how that curse came up and justified its own? Alright, go on."

She then sighed. [So I got this information from Athan; as you've known— we're outsiders— and his case had been regressing the third time, right?]

"That's about it; yeah… Go on, continue; Imma makes some coffee." 

[I've heard about how well he did after taking what Mystique left; surprisingly, it was about so much knowledge that she had hidden all along and decided to junk them all as she sacrificed her life, ending the flames of war.]

"Like what was written in the manuscript."

[But it didn't stop there; for he continued to reign after all that.]

Nathalie talked about how he had to figure things out, luckily he had good people on his side to study a few of them— but those notes and blueprints were out of the ordinary.

Meanwhile, Jonathan then grabbed coffee to sip. "Did he?"

[He said it, right, Keith?] Keith then nodded, showing him the camera view beside her. [Turns out, he wouldn't know much until he also came to our world.]

He ended up spitting out when he realized what she wanted to point out. "Are you telling me that Mystique had some access to this knowledge supposedly that's occult to her and everyone else here?!"

[I think so. I mean, Mystique might've been designed to be resourceful and innovative but… This might be too much of a coincidence for us to ignore the signs. Anyone would've weirded out. Didn't you have similar experiences?]

"Not that I know of because I kept it hidden well." He shrugged.

[Athan had some but had a hard time deciphering; unlike us who knew prior and not some lost, ancient language the least.]

After which, Athan then knocked at the door, and Keith went on to greet him and invite him over. 

[Speaking of the devil, he is here… Our conversation isn't over yet Jonathan.]

"Do you believe that there's something beyond that place?"

[Who knows?] She then invited Athan to come with them and enjoy the tea for the three of them before typing. [Like some connection to the world we live in?]

"Oh hell no, you're not talking about a portal or something. That's straight-up science fiction!"

[I'm just saying.] Nathalie rolled her eyes.

"Why don't you ask him?"

Athan mused right away without the need to look at her phone. "Of what?"

"Any proof that you have?"

"I don't right now but I knew what she had."

Jonathan probed, crossing his arms as Nathalie showed the screen to him. "What is?"

"She wore a tiara made of corals and crystals..."

Nathalie and Jonathan looked at each other from another legendary artifact that they knew. Leaving the latter mutter aloud, "Isn't that the Solitude Tiara?!"

[There's no mistake about it… The one that unlocks the full potential of Mystique's powers…]

Athan then slumped his shoulders. "Perhaps that explains it; however, when we came back to retrieve the lands and found her remains… Only left that tiara… Not even the beautiful blue-white regal dress she wore…"

Ashtra supported him that he didn't lie, even offered to visualize his memory then.

After a brief description, the two became aghast at her appearance at Little Root Town.

Nathalie started to gasp. [What she did is all staged, Your Highness…]

"I knew it too late already; I'm not any different from His Grace." On the other hand, Athan smiled wryly, looking at her. "Only difference was that; after hearing her goals in your world— she never changed."

From there, an ominous sensation crept into her heart.

Mystique changed the trajectory to her goals, which not only affected one world.

But two…

[We need a plan.]

"Aren't we all on this?" Athan now beamed, with Keith nodding as well. "All hope isn't lost. I believe you."

Somehow, Athan changed— he was more than willing to participate and wasn't full of himself for it was a great task he couldn't accomplish alone.

"Count me in," Jonathan commented.

Ashtra snickered as he chimed to join. "Another antic?"

"Am I late?!" Arnold barged in, huffing. "Don't worry I heard it. I shall take her back too!"

Nathalie then glanced at Keith, who was so unconditional ever since. "I suppose nothing shall go wrong with My Lady taking the lead."

Suddenly, she got all teared up. "You guys... I won't fail you all."