Summoned by a Pretend Villainess
[Status: Completed /02/14/24] Synopsis: When Monarki found herself tied inside a dark castle dungeon, she merely thought that it was all just a product of her dream. But when knights appeared in front of her and ordered her to be dragged to the guillotine, she realized how intense and terrifying her dream was. Determined to go on and witness where her silly dream will take her, she obediently puts her neck under the blade that screams her death. “Death to the sloth! Execute the lazy bitch!” She was convinced that it wasn’t real, but when the coldness of the blade touched her skin, the heart-wrenching cries and tear-stained faces of her loved ones filled her vision. She finally realized that her lethargic and boring life as Monarki had ended, and her new identity in that unfamiliar world where magic and monsters exist began. However, the lingering soul of the body’s owner, Luna, seemed to have wanted her body back. Will Mona allow her to reclaim her life once more? Or will she fight for her own life, despite the truth that nothing belonged to her in that world? “What can I offer for you to feel belong in this world?” Asked by the Grand Duke who wanted her to stay. The man gave his heart instead, now owned by Monarki. Join Monarki to unravel the mysteries revolving around her transmigration, and find out why her soul, of all people, was the one who got summoned. *** This is my first story so I can assure you that I'll finish it no matter what^^ The novel will focus on Mona's adventure as she unravels the mysteries revolving around her and Luna's identity. Romance is quite slow, but it will gradually focus on that, so please keep reading^^ Thank you! - Cover is mine^^
Side Story (4)
Cassandra woke up earlier than the others. She had a habit of waking up at dawn to check on the children, fetch water at the well, and start her day with a warm bath, back in the orphanage.
But when she opened the bath in their room, she was astonished to see that the faucet in the tub could pour hot water already.
She excitedly hopped in and started washing herself. The grin on her face widened as she smelled the aroma of the bath liquid she poured into the warm water.
'Even maids can bath like this!' She thought. She was used to bathing with a hard soap after an arduous fetching and boiling of water. She remembered her bath would become murky from all the sweat and ashes she got from starting a fire.
But now, her body had enough sleep. And a warm bath was already waiting for her, needless to be prepared with so much effort. To her delight, the inner child in her was freed. She played with the bubbles and hummed a joyful song.