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The Villain's Cannon Fodder Bride

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] Reborn into the world of her favorite novel, 'Auberon's Edge', as the maid of an unimportant side character - the doomed princess who would be married off to the villain and then killed in a fit of anger some time after they were married - Rache is faced with a moral dilemma: does she use her knowledge to flee the to-be-conquered nation and live somewhere she knows will be safe, or risk upturning the fate of the book by warning Princess Airie about her impending doom? Before Rache can decide, she's ambushed in her bedroom by the princess' guard. Knowing how dangerous the black hearted prince of Sidera is, the princess declares she's forcing her maid to go in her place due to the maid bearing a striking resemblance to her own rare features, while the real princess goes into hiding until her parents can find a way to get untangled from Sidera's web. "Remember, if the prince finds out the truth, he'll kill you first." Trapped in a marriage to a cold-hearted sadist who only loves violence, railroaded into a pointless ending before the story even begins. There is no escape to this twisted romance but death. Rache - the new Princess Airie - will not go so quietly into the night. "Let's break up!"

Amesaya · Fantasy
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129 Chs

The Kitchen

The hallways got narrower and narrower, but Fiadh never slowed or faltered, walking through the place with ease and familiarity.

It was obvious to her that the young woman was used to these narrow pathways, whether they were in this palace or elsewhere.

Rache glanced around the narrow hallways with interest. She didn't know why it felt so different, why the narrow halls made her more comfortable. But they did.

Maybe because she wasn't from royalty.

Neither in her past life nor in this one, she'd never been wealthy and rich or extravagant.

The pomp and circumstance and elegance of royalty had nothing to do with her.

Not this life, and not her previous one.

All the extravagance, all the pomp and circumstance of royalty and wealth...

It had nothing to do with her.

Not in either of her lives.

But the Siderans didn't know that.

Her hand gently touched the smooth wall beside her, running over it lightly.