Reborn:The Dragon Queen No More
The same Clara who had haughtily humiliated the dragon envoys in our past life had eagerly agreed the very first second this time around?
I looked toward the center of the hall.
Clara stood there in a flowing, moon-white gown, bowing gracefully to the dragon envoy. Her face was identical to the one from my memory, but her lips carried a smug satisfaction she couldn't quite hide.
Our eyes met.
Her smirk widened, throwing a deeply meaningful look my way.
In that instant, everything clicked.
She had been reborn, too.
She knew the Dragon Clan would rule the continent. She knew the Dragon Queen would hold absolute power. So, she moved first to claim that crown for herself.