Sugar, spice, and everything nice
"Iona? Iona dear?"
Who the hell was waking me up? Was it Hades? Did Hades always come across this nice?
"Iona! Get up or else your dear father's doing to have a heart attack!"
I opened my eyes as I sat up. Father? A middle aged man with handsome soft features and ginger red hair smiled at me. His teary eyes widened as he jumped forward and hugged me tightly. I patted his back.
Excuse me but who the hell is this man? I pushed him away as he fell to the ground. I patted the dust from my clothes to take off his scent. I then glared down at the man.
"Who in hell are you bastard?"
The man's teary eyes filled with new tears as he sobbed. He then ran out of the room saying,
"Leah! Leah! Our daughter hates me!"
I sighed as the door slammed closed. Soft clothes covered my body. I then turned to see a face in the mirror look back at me. I screamed as I the figure in the mirror did as well. A beautiful face of a girl with long slightly curled red hair and golden eyes stared back at me. I poked my cheek as did the figure in the mirror. I flipped the figure off only for it to flip me off back. I chuckled as did the figure in the mirror. I touched my face as I smiled. Was this what they call reincarnation? The last thing I remember was my own father and Marianne killing me with the guillotine.
I roared back in laughter as excitement filled me. My last wishes came true. I have been reborn into a beautiful female once more. I can now go back to my father and Marianne and make them pay for the hell that I have gone through. As I walked to the door of the luxurious pink room, I quickly stopped.
Wait a second. This is a big problem. I don't know anything about the owner of this body! How the fuck am I supposed to face her family? I don't even know which time period or city I'm in either. I inhaled sharply as anxiety filled me. I walked back and flopped on the large bed depressed.
How am I supposed to know what the owner of this body was like? Suddenly a plethora of images started to reflect in my mind of the owner of this body. These must be her memories which are being passed on to me.
After a couple of minutes I sat up on the bed even more depressed than before. Was this some sort of mother flipping joke that God is playing on me? The previous owner of this body has the same name as me and is the only daughter of the Duke of a city named Daverish. Her name and status are the only two things similar about us. In my previous life I was quite true evil and villainous individual. On the other hand this body's owner was an utter saint!
She cared for those around her, and was loved by all of them. She was so nice to the point that some people had taken advantage of her good nature and have labeled her in society as being an utter pushover. I placed my face on my hands. Lord Justinia of Fontania what the fuck have you done to me! Are you laughing up there in heaven for what you have reincarnated me as?
How pitiful. I slid off the bed slowly and laid on the carpeted pink floor. I don't even know how to act like a perfect, nice girl. How am I supposed to fool this girl's family, and friends? And on top of that due to her pushover nature she had accepted the fact that her parents had agreed to marry her off to the King. A rumored tyrant and evil man who has a long history of war, and blood on his hands. I licked my lips. Actually that doesn't seem so bad. A bad boy like him would match an evil girl quite like myself. I mean sure I'm evil but I haven't killed thousands of people like this psycho bitch tyrant king Peregrine. I sighed and rubbed my face as I groaned loudly. I am not in the mood to marry anyone at this point of time. Based on my historical knowledge the city of Devashire is two cities away from Fontania. It is the official capital of the country Junihire along with Fontania being the unofficial capital.
Excitement filled me as I smirked.
Maybe I should marry this tyrant king and use his power to my advantage in taking revenge against my father and Marianne.
With my position as Queen I can acquire the rights to burn my father's throne along with the city. I chuckled evilly as I imagined my father's scream and tears as he pleads me to save him. Instead of putting him and rescuing him from the fire, I will fuel the flames with oil as I watch him burn. I can't contain my excitement any longer. I need to meet this Peregrine asshole and make him completely enamored with me. Once he falls in love with me I will eradicate my father and take over Fontania. Once that is done I will kill the Tyrant King and become both the King and Queen of Devashire thus giving me complete control over the country of Junihire. My heart beat quickened as my fantasies spiraled in my mind. I stood up and walked towards the door.
As I stepped into the corridor anticipation filled me and electrified my blood. I felt like I was drunk on excitement as it filled my mind and overtook my thoughts. The image of my father and Marianne's bloodied headless bodies filled my mind. Soon mother, soon I will avenge you for those who have hurt both me and you.
Even if it's at the risk of losing my dignity, pride, body, and life. I will do anything and everything to execute my perfect plan of revenge. After all I am the great villainous of Fontania, Iona Landeius. Let the cinders of time be lit.
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