2 1: Villainess Has Woken Up
There was a girl who was a complete shut-in and otaku- for all sorts of kind of entertainment when it comes to anime, manga/manhwa/ webtoon, games, drama, novels, and so.
Yet, unfortunately, the bombing attacked her and killed her while dining in a high-end restaurant.
That was my previous life that went in a blink of an eye.
I do not have any idea how long it has been since those memories rushed in my mind without a warning.
I stared at the familiar reflection in the mirror, blinking for many times, a youth looking sixteenth years old with messy long black hair, a crimson pair of eyes looking swollen from all night crying, an average beautiful haggard face and this worn-out red-colored old dress.
It reminded me.
I'm certainly the lady of an impecunious household named Maria Ebillish, another bastard daughter of Lord Hellethe.
I feel like swallowing hard against the knot in my falling stomach when a harsh realization slapped me.
Due to the fact that this reality I live in is just my own fictitious novel created. Such with another title "Priestess Lover's Diary", it is a romantic story set in the fantasy world and looks like the Victorian Era where nobility and royalties play an important role in the society.
The protagonist is a beautiful, kind-hearted commoner who has majestic power which made her to study at the Mahika Academia.
After that, she fell in love with the beautiful Crown Prince.
They struggle side by side and become a very powerful couple in Misterilia's kingdom.
On the other hand, those people who opposed them were punished severely, for example, a villainess character under the name of mine.
I, Maria, am one of the chosen villains who harassed and trampled the heroine's face.
As believed, the crown prince tenderly and had done many evil deeds of nature.
She was kicked out of the school, then abandoned by her family.
For her punishment, she is ordered to marry the cold-hearted and a black-belly young man—the Duke of Slendlock, the only person who has burned her alive to death.
Which is me—notheneless!
No way!
As far as I could remember, I am that much.
I met this heroine a lot, and I had no memory of bullying her.
Perhaps I admonished her when it came to the welfare of the crown prince, and yet I was utterly humiliated at the ball.
Those people charged me with the threatening and plotting to kill the female protagonist for the sake of proclaiming unrequited love and a grave crime of stealing the crown prince Heart crest.
Thereafter, I was abandoned by my family after hearing the scandal news.
Our household loses face to the Nobility and His Imperial Majesty, Ru Shang of Misterilia condemned me with a noble cause to be exiled, but Her Majesty the Empress suggested another idea.
It's a proposal to marry the infamous duke...
Without any title to hold, it is the only option I can have to prevent myself from living in a different country or dying from starvation in the cold streets of the capital city.
At first, I'm honestly planning to use this Duchy governor for my insurance, until today, the sudden thunder from a clear sky changed all of my uncalled thoughts.
Solemnly, I wonder maybe if these memories are more triggered earlier in my younger years, there is the possibility of changing the path of this character.
Then I did not drop to this position.
But it's too late for crying about spilled milk.
I used to be a modern female and an aristocrat at the Earl's house now.
I know this wouldn't be easy at the start, but there is no way I will let myself die or be bullied by what I just created.
Shameless woman!
You wretch lady!
A villainess!
The witch!
Whore!
Crazy!
Fool!
All these insulting words resounded in my mind.
Noble ladies, noblemen, the heroine, the crown prince, all the royal family, and the mob characters will have to pay a high-end check for retribution from 'Me' the creator of this novel.
Just wait.
One day, they will kneel before me like peasants.
As for now, let's go with the flow of the water.
I have been here for a week and because of humiliation and sorrow.
I locked myself in this guest room.
Look, a mini living room is set there, the writing desk with tall shelves of books behind, and also the august bed right there with a lovely canopy attached.
To say things briefly, the entire room is greatly decorated with all kinds of luxurious things from the smallest to the largest.
It's quite too fancy. Too sophisticated.
The Ebillish family is not an affluent family, our nobility is three meters below ground.
All I had was a small room with important things like books, papers and training materials for my magic.
Seeing the large space right now and with my memories of my previous life living in the crappy box apartment
I feel like my heartbeats are filled with excitement bubbling up inside, so without warning my feet moved and jumped me onto the bed.
It is real, it is soft.
I should be grateful with this.
By the time I came to my senses, my eyes looked heavy.
I almost forgot in a week, I hid and cried inside this unfamiliar room.
Ah. Here we go again.
The sensation of the sting and pain was mounting in my chest.
No, I slapped my face with both hands and sounded fierce.
I don't have time to feel bad.
Time for turning the page and let's move on.
After dressing up myself with an aesthetic red gown and simply braided my hair with little ornaments.
I've decided to leave the room with a little confidence.
Once the door opened, I was greeted by a quiet hallway.
No one is around as I have continued to wander my feet leaping down the stairs.
The interior of this house was beautifully designed and fulfilled the expectations of my home for a nobleman as in the historical drama I had seen before.
Every imposing curtain is tightly closed, making the house dark and gloomy.
Walking around this place, I started thinking that it was like a serial killer was living here.
Ah, really, modern-day memories are slowly shifting me back.
" Lady Maria, you are at last ready to leave your room."
