Interview With The Magician pt. 4

"Of course. I am, after all, the greatest magician alive, Lyra."

"!!!"

He even know my name?! 

Wait… What is going on?

'Lyra…'

Having being called Lyra seemed weird to my ears now. It has been way too long since someone called me by that name and it doesn't seem to sit right with me. It's as if I had already embraced my identity as Nadia Eleanor Herman when I'm really just an impostor.

How shameless of me, am I right? Pretending to be someone I'm not and basically robbing someone else's identity…

But how strange. I should feel embarrassed… or be guilty because of it. But I'm not. Further proving how bad of a woman I truly am.

Maybe, I am the real villainess after all?

'And what's with him sounding arrogant though?'

Sheepishly, I started fidgeting in my seat. My hands could not also sit still and had started making a mess with the frills of my dress, wringing it tightly as if I am absorbing strength from it.