What did I get myself into?

I was reading "How Alexander became a Tyrant", a story based on real events. It was written by an obscure author who lived several centuries ago, but it had intrigued me since I first read about it. 

The book was so grim and depressing. I kept hoping for some sort of redemption or happy ending, but the book ended with Alexander becoming the most tyrannical and ruthless ruler in history. I wished that the book could have ended differently, with Alexander becoming a kind and benevolent monarch. 

And my wish got me being reincarnated as Princess Margaret. I had the same personality and memories as I did in my previous life, but I was now in a different world and had to adapt to my new circumstances. 

I was shocked at first to find myself in a position of power and privilege. As Princess Margaret, I had all the luxuries and amenities that I could have ever dreamed of. However, That's not why I was sent here, right? Maybe because I wanted a different ending in the book, I was sent to change it? Im not quite sure... 

I was trying to remember everything I could from the book, but the more I thought about it, the more uncertain I was. I knew the events that took place, but I didn't know what the ending would be. Would it end the same way? Would it end differently? I didn't know and the anticipation was killing me. 

As Princess Margaret, I had a sense of responsibility to prevent any harm from coming to the real Margaret. I wanted her to have a peaceful and happy life with Robert and their little daughter. So even if the ending of the story stayed the same, I wanted to ensure that the real Margaret survived and lived happily ever after. This would be my mission until I fulfilled my task. 

The maids were concerned about my behavior. They didn't know what was going on in my head and why I was acting strangely. I could understand their confusion but I couldn't say anything to them about the reason I was acting in such a way. So I just tried to seem normal, even though internally I was going through an existential crisis. 

As I continued to pace back and forth, I kept replaying the events of the book in my mind, trying to figure out which parts were crucial to the story and which parts I could change. As time passed, my anxiety grew, knowing that if I failed in my mission, I would have to relive the same events again. 

I decided to take a break from my thoughts and glance out of the window. The sun was setting and the sky was filled with beautiful colors. It was a soothing sight, which helped me to calm down a bit. Why the hell didn't I pay attention in history class?! I was kicking myself for not having paid closer attention to the history of this world. 

If I wanted to change the book's ending, I needed to understand the history of this world. I needed to know how the situation had gotten to this point and what led to the book's tragic ending. I needed to understand the cause and effect of the events. So I decided to consult with the historians and scholars of this world. With their knowledge and wisdom, I'm sure that I would be able to get insight into those crucial moments. 

I almost choked on my tea when the maid told me the King wanted to speak to me. I quickly gulped down the rest of my tea, trying to remain calm. "What?!" I didn't expect to have such a sudden interruption. The maid stood there looking at me, waiting for a response. "Um, yes, tell my dad that I will be there shortly." 

As the maid left, I realized that this was the start of the book. Everything was falling into place and fitting the story line perfectly. I now knew the exact course of events that would take place. This was going to be more difficult than I thought... 

I couldn't believe how accurate the book was turning out to be. Every detail was exactly the same as the one written in the book. The characters, their appearances, the events that happened. Everything was identical. It was like the author had somehow obtained a crystal ball and accurately predicted every single aspect of the story. 

As I thought about the situation, I knew that I couldn't just accept leaving the palace. If I do the same things as the real Margaret did, then nothing would change. I had to think of a way to divert the course of history and prevent the tragic ending. Maybe I still had to meet Alexander, but in a different way. 

But how would I meet Alexander? I couldn't just go walking in the woods randomly and hope to come across him. I needed a plan. A strategy that would allow me to meet him in a way that wouldn't raise suspicion or change the story too much. I had to figure out what Alexander's movements would have been and try to intercept him somehow... 

I suddenly remembered that in the book, Margaret got lost while she was trying to find her way to the royal cabin. That's when she met Robert, the future lover. As I thought about this, a plan started stirring in my mind. Maybe if I pretended to get lost, I could meet Robert and then somehow redirect the course of their romance. It was a long shot, but I didn't have many other options... 

I realized that if I did the same things as the real Margaret, then Alexander would become the tyrant. This was my chance to change things. I couldn't let him become the tyrant. I needed to do the opposite of what she did. If Margaret chose Robert over Alexander, then that was my opening. I would have to be prepared for Alexander's advances.... It was risky, but I didn't have any other choice. 

I was faced with an impossible decision. On one hand, Alexander was a ruthless tyrant who had caused untold suffering in the world. On the other hand, if I didn't choose him, then he'd still become the tyrant and cause the same misery. It was a lose-lose situation, but I knew I couldn't let that happen. So for the sake of everyone's future, I would have to choose Alexander... It wasn't the path I wanted to take, but it was necessary. 

Alexander had always been arrogant and narcissistic and it hadn't gotten any better in the years that followed. I knew that it was not something that would change while I was with him. But for the sake of the world, I would have to endure it and try to keep my affection towards him at a bare minimum without driving him completely to his dark side. It would be a difficult task, but I'd have to do it for everyone's benefit... 

Alexander was deprived of his mother's love from a very young age. He grew up in a cold and distant environment, which contributed to his narcissistic and sociopathic behavior. I couldn't help but feel sorry for him. But I also had to recognize that he was also responsible for his actions, regardless of his upbringing. And as I thought about this, an idea came to mind... I could try to give him the love he never got from his mother, but I wasn't sure if it would be enough to change his personality.... 

I finished my tea and stood up from the table, heading towards the throne hall where my father was waiting. The maids tried to stop me and give me some advice on how to deal with the King, but I waved them off. I knew that I couldn't waste any time if I wanted to change the course of history. The King was waiting for me to enter the throne room, already sitting on his throne and looking impatient. 

As I entered the throne room, I did a deep bow out of respect for my father. I had to maintain a formal and deferential demeanor just like the real Margaret did. When I rose up, I saw that my father was already sitting on his throne and looking at me expectantly. "Princess Margaret, I have something important to discuss with you." 

"I'm sorry but you will have to leave this palace, please" 

I felt a wave of disappointment wash over me. My father was going to send me away. Just like the real Margaret... I knew I couldn't fight against him, but I couldn't just go silently. "Father, I understand that you have to do what is best for the kingdom. But may I ask why you need to send me away?" 

"Prince Alexander will come and I don't want him to see you." 

That name again... Prince Alexander. I had seen this name in the book so many times that I was starting to hate it.