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?
Upon feeling the palm that rested on her head for a brief moment before it disappeared, Yvonne raised her head and smiled but her father wasn't looking at her.
Therefore, she too directed her attention to the place where everyone in the Banquet Hall was now gazing.
The moment she turned in this direction, the tall man with a sturdy body wearing a royal blue attire accompanied by the dark mantle caught her eye.
The face she was extremely familiar with fell into her line of sight, causing her to feel dazed as memories of the past resurfaced in her mind.
As a child, she had run into the arms of the man with that same face, laughing and clinging to him as he carried her over his shoulders.
She could still hear the panicking voice of her mother who was reprimanding him for being reckless with the child.
The simple words of comfort he had uttered next also echoed in her mind.