221 Lilianne's Schemes

University hell week is over. Enjoy reading.

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Faustina doesn't know what to say. She stared at Lilianne Disfiegro, who was smiling with her chin held high. She was staring at her as if a winner looking at a loser. 

"Feuersturm's... next empress?" Faustina blinked.

"Yes," Lilianne Disfiegro smirked. "I am Alexander Octavius Ein Feuerkrieger's empress-to-be. So, watch your mouth when you're talking to ME."

"You do know that saying those claims could put you to prison, don't you…?" Faustina asked.

Is this how Lilianne was able to harness confidence that enabled her to think she's on a higher position than the daughter of a ducal house? If so, then she's clearly hanging around a delusion…

However, if what she says is real, then…