webnovel

Survive As The Brute's Wife

**COMPLETED**"I am not worthless. I deserve to live. I will survive!" In a world where women are treated as mere ornaments and pawns, she woke up in the body of an abused Lady, with no memory of who she is. In a land that forbids magic, she finds out that she is someone with magical powers. The kind that is a threat to the Brute Emperor who is conquering all lands. And as her memory returns, she figures out that she is the once-great knight who suffered Damnatio memoriae after betraying the King she swore an oath to serve. A woman as a Knight? Ah, she had to pretend to be a man to be a Knight! Why did she go that far to be a Knight? She didn't remember. And why did she betray her king? She didn’t remember. And now, the one she shares the body with- Lady Felixa got married(?) to the direct descendant of the King she betrayed. Refusing him is not an option. She learns that the story of the Knight who betrayed the King had versions. In one version, the Knight was the Hero. There are still people who believe that the Hero will be born again to save them from the Brute. If she is the Knight, is she the Hero people are waiting for? But wouldn't that put her in odds with the Brute who is now her husband? Along with the magical power she has, she has to hide her identity as the fallen Knight from her husband – The Brute, while trying to act as the submissive Lady Felixa whose body she is occupying. To survive! But why is the Brute looking at her weirdly? He even acts weird making her feel weird. And what’s with him showering her with gifts one day and trying to get her practice swordsmanship with him the other? What secret does he hold? And who is this other Knight from her memory?

Golda · Fantaisie
Pas assez d’évaluations
192 Chs

Getting Out Of The Prison

"Tubby?" Alexandra held the rusted iron bars of the jail cell to have a closer look at him.

His face looked unhurt and his hands too. But something was odd with the way he was crawling towards her. And it was then she noticed the pool of blood where Tubby was sitting. And his pants, drenched in blood.

She could feel knots forming in her stomach. And she got angrier at Luke more than when he let others mock her.

[Her dared to hurt my Tubby!]

Gripping the hilt of her sword as her body warmed up, she already went through the tortures she should put Luke through for ordering his men to hurt Tubby. She was brought back by the cold, wet hands that gripped hers.

  "Leave," Tubby whispered probably because he didn't even have the strength to speak.

"Tubby, what did they do to you?" she held his cheek, kneeling outside of the jail.