Thrown Into A New World: Let The Punishment Begin!
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?
Preparations For The Big Day
The week of mourning flew by but Yvonne was never able to achieve what she had been trying hard to do all along.
For the past week, the only daughter of the St. Claire family was trying hard to think of some way to escape from meeting the King but she had failed every time.
No matter what kind of excuse she had come up with, none of them worked on Rutherford who insisted that she had to accompany them at all cost.
Raylene had even begun searching for the perfect dress she could wear for meeting the King.
Over the many months that their family stayed at the Summer estate in their fief, the excited mother had asked their family seamstress to stitch numerous new dresses for the little girl.
While most of them were comfortable enough to wear on a daily basis, the seamstress had also worked hard to make dresses that were suitable for formal events.