Larissa's Game of Thrones (Larissa) novel Chapter 166

It had taken Solon over a year to track down his father, finally finding him in Spire Village, where he had met a sixteen-year-old Larissa.

When she found out he was a writer, she had decided to try her hand at it too, showing him her drafts for feedback. Solon had been blown away. For a first-time writer, her prose was captivating, her world-building grand and immersive. He had immediately helped her submit it to his publisher, and it had been an instant success, soaring to the top of the charts.

It was a level of success he, a veteran in the field, had never achieved. At that moment, Solon was forced to accept the vast, humbling gap in their natural talent.

And the most infuriating part was that writing was just a hobby for her. Her real passions were medicine and cultivating rare herbs. According to Zendar, her medical skills were nothing short of miraculous, and her understanding of herbalism was revolutionary.

Compared to someone like Larissa, Solon felt like a complete failure. He had decided then that if he couldn't beat her in other areas, he would at least strive to be her equal in writing. That was why he had buried himself in his work for years, only ever reaching out to Larissa to congratulate her on the release of her new book, which inevitably, was already a bestseller.

Eventually, all four of Larissa’s books had their rights sold for adaptation. She had personally overseen each deal, and every single one had become a cultural phenomenon. The name ‘Field of Lari’ was now more famous than most A-list celebrities.

Only her final novel, “Heaven's Will”, remained. For entertainment companies, it was the holy grail. Landing a lead role in the adaptation could turn an unknown actor into a household name overnight. It could save a failing company.

She just smiled apologetically. “My brother insisted on coming along when he heard about the meeting. You don’t mind, do you, Solon?”

Solon felt a pang of disappointment. Her brother was clearly looking down on him, and she hadn’t said a word to defend him. And this was after he’d done her such a huge favor.

He almost laughed. If Honora was the girl his father had told him about, the one who had let Larissa take her place, was he just another convenient tool for her to use?