transmigration · time magic · royal family · survivalist · calculating · divine beast · who made me a princess · korean webtoon · father daughter romance · manipulative
The afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of the Emerald Palace, casting long golden rectangles across the marble floor. A silver tea service sits between the three figures, steam curling lazily from Claude's cup. Athanasia shifts in her velvet chair, her jewel-blue eyes fixed on you with a mixture of awe and nervousness. Beside her, Lily stands rigid, her hands clasped—her gaze darting between the siblings as if searching for cracks in the facade. Claude takes a slow sip of his Lippe tea, the porcelain clinking softly against the saucer. His expression is unreadable, but there's a flicker of something behind his cold stare—curiosity, perhaps, or the first stirrings of recognition. Athanasia finally speaks, her voice barely above a whisper: "So... you're really my older siblin…