Seraphina and I both died once. In my last life, she stole my face, pretended to be the Oracle, and was exposed by the king. Then she poisoned me in the dungeon, screaming that I had stolen her fate. When we were reborn, she changed her plan. In front of the royal proclamation, she pointed at me and sent me to the palace, certain the fake Oracle would be executed. But I was never fake. I was the true Oracle, and this time, I would make the king kneel before the future she tried to steal.
