What do you think would happen when a mean and cranky bitch was suddenly thrown into a new world with no fault of her own? At least that is what she chose to believe. A new world where she would be dubbed as a “Villainess". The hardest to impress and scariest judge on the national talent search show, ‘The Dreamer’ had now transmigrated to an old historical world. One with no internet, no cell phone and worst of all no women's rights! A strong-willed woman who had an opinion about everything was now stuck in a land where her thoughts did not matter. Not only did she have to live her new life, adapting and mending her ways to survive in this world but also she had to do it in the body of a mere child? ------ "You think that by dropping me in this backward ass world, I'm going to approve of your work?" A young Yvonne yelled as she stared at the bright morning sky. "Dream on!" She flipped her middle finger and walked away with her head held high. The God watching her from high up in the sky almost puked blood when he saw her disrespectful actions. 'Looks like my punishment wasn't enough!' He growled causing the clouds to darken and thunder to rumble in the skies. ____ Years later, "Just be a good girl and follow everything he says. You will belong to him after all." Said the woman who sat by her side, gently caressing her hands. 'What did this lady just say? Hmph... Yvonne St. Claire belongs to no one!' Though her thoughts were rebellious, she still submissively nodded her head in agreement. 'Let's see who will belong to whom!' Yvonne lowered her head to hide the sparks of fury in her eyes. --- Come, witness Yvonne’s journey as she strives hard to dodge the obstacles that stand in her way of leading a normal and peaceful life. But will she be able to succeed when the heavens, particularly a certain God has different plans for her?
Listening to his student's meaningful questions, Sullivan Samed finally figured out the direction in which she had been trying to lead him.
"The process of finding a cure can start only after the symptoms are properly identified and studied." He Buttered to himself as he began answering her questions.
Yvonne gave him a silent nod, encouraging him to move further in his deductions.
'He did not need much to get on the right track.' She applauded and recognized the wit of the man dubbed as the most worthy tutor in all of Rosenhyde.
"The production of the cure would then take anywhere between a week to a month…" He widened his eyes when he thought of the last question he was asked.
"The journey from the Royal Medical Association to the fief of Marquess Carter takes 2 weeks while to the fief of Baron Wescott takes 4 weeks" He disclosed the approximate time taken to travel to these lands.