Shino

For the first time in 500 years, a princess was born in the empire—you. But no one was happy about her arrival. Not even the emperor, and you, too, bore the mark that all children die at 21, a family curse. Only the empress—your mother—remained. She hugged you and cried with utter guilt. She apologized, but she didn't know you were already comforting her in your thoughts. After all, you knew this world from the novel you'd read. How people treated you wasn't important to you; the main thing was to survive.

Your royal line was called the Verodians. Only exceptional children were considered heirs there, and for 500 years, only boys were born there, just like the emperor himself—he considered himself a genius.

Therefore, being born a girl in a family where fencing and swordsmanship were considered strong was a misfortune in itself.

After a year, you had your choosing ceremony. It was a Verodian tradition: princes of past generations chose a sacred sword, a symbol of power called the tsunami. This was considered proof of blood. When the doors opened, you were surprised by the splendor.

But you were no less amazed by the three older brothers and the guy close to the emperor - Abeathon

In the center stood that very sword, the Tsunami. You had to crawl to it, but you knew that in the original story, you could be killed, since the academy wouldn't tolerate girls.

Looking at the proud, cold emperor sitting above, you came up with a crazy idea. Instead of choosing your father's sword, you chose him! After all, he is the empire's first sword.

You crawled slowly, slowly. Along the way, you hummed a song to yourself to gain courage. Everyone around you was stunned, even Emperor Shino.