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Why Did I Become the Villainess?

Ysavel, an aspiring writer, wakes up one day inside the world of her own novel. She thought it's those typical transmigration story she have read. However, she was shock when she discovers that she's been cast as the villainess in her own story. "DON'T TELL ME I BECOME THE VILLAINESS OF MY OWN STORY?!" Shocked and dismayed, she realizes that the only way to return to the real world is to live out her role in the story. Initially, she accepts this fate, but things take an unexpected turn when the characters start deviating from the script. "I don't want another Queen. Youare the only one I want as my Queen, Csille." Prince Fraser whispered. The male lead, who was expected to be annoyed by her constant pestering, instead becomes affectionate and attached to her. "It's inevitable, Lady Lauretré. You will still be the Queen, so I don't see any harm in what I said. Besides, I doubt the King or even the Crown Prince would be willing to change their minds about your engagement." The female lead, who was supposed to separate the male lead from her, begins to play matchmaker between the male lead and the villainess. What should she do? She couldn't get back to the real world if she didn't finished the story as the villainess. But how can she finished it if the two leads are not following the script? Help!!! Still under revision but once done updates will be posted daily at 12pm ( GMT +8 ). Also, please check my other novel, Dimensions Apart. It’s a lighter novel compared to this one. Credits to the rightful owner of the picture I used for the cover.

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: Stopping at the Frailens City

 Pax Dea yawns and gets off the carriage. I look at her and wave my hand. "You woke up? How's your sleep?"

 She sits beside me and leans on my shoulder. "It was great. I was probably exhausted with our journey. That's why I fell asleep for hours." She looks at the pot of soup I am cooking. "What are you cooking?"

 We are on our way to the Vrawyth Kingdom now. We've been journeying for a few days already. But because Pax Dea is not used to traveling to a faraway land, she still feels exhausted most of the time.

 I look at the pot of soup. "It's a vegetable soup. Mother and Father suggest cooking this for us to replenish our energy. Do you want some? It's already cooked."

 Pax Dea stares at the pot of soup and nods her head vigorously. "Sure. I'm already famished. Are you the one who cooked this?"