The vaillainess wants no crown
- LECTURES 192
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- Chapitres 8
En cours d'écriture42m
Dernière publication jeu., avr. 17, 2025
"Luciana Viviana von Deutsch,"
the Crown Prince declared, standing atop the royal staircase like he was about to drop a fire mixtape,
"I hereby annul our engagement."
Cool.
Fantastic.
I always wanted to be publicly humiliated in front of 300 nobles and a suspiciously glittery chandelier. Thanks, Your Highness.
But that wasn't the worst part.
Because just as the whispers began and I was ready to throw a dramatic wine glass at someone, something weird happened-
I remembered.
Not gossip.
Not scandal.
A whole other life.
I used to be someone else. A ramen-scarfing, sleep-deprived anime nerd with zero fashion sense and a lot of unresolved trauma.
Now? I'm the kingdom's "villainess."
Feared. Loathed.
Gorgeous, obviously.
And the game the world expects me to play?
I'm rewriting it.
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