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?
Marquess Samed was soon sent away after Yvonne tried to deter him from leaving his position of the tutor some more.
"Huu…" A loud sigh escaped her lips as she sat next to her father in the same positions as they were before.
Rutherford patted her head and brought her head closer to him so that she might rest on his arm.
The little girl had completed her classes with the last one being more entertaining and adventurous than what she had ever expected it to be.
Now that she had managed to keep the man by her side, she could rest for the remainder of the day.
"How did you know that Marquess would listen after His Majesty's name was mentioned?" Rutherford's query made her open her eyes which had just shut for a short siesta.
Glancing up, she smiled at her curious father and then curled into his arms once again.
"Would you disobey the King's orders, Papa?" She inquired without looking at him.