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^^
41. Dreamcatchers (4)
After the conversation with Duke Wynzel went with her to check on his son, the duke went back to get his child. He was informed of her inability to use portals for transportation, and that the distance between the two territories takes a month to travel. Still, the duke insisted that his son be checked within that day, telling them that any delay is detrimental to the child's health.
Mona went back to her room to bathe herself and change clothes. Ever since she stayed at the Grand Duke's duchy, her oversized white robes and ankle-length tunic had been kept in the corners of her wardrobe. But that day, she felt like wearing them would instill a bit of hope and reassure the distressed father. Since it was the official clothing of the temple's clergy.
"My lady, let me fix your hair." Sandra came closer, holding a comb and a long white lace in her hands.