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?
"Prove to them that you were right."
"Prove that you were innocent all along."
"Show it to the world that you were the true makers of soap and the other person was the imitator."
"Prove your worth, that you are way better than anybody else."
These heavy words echoed in the ears of the three commoner men opposite the nobles.
However, more than the weight of these words, their source had surprised them.
Looking at the little girl who had just completed speaking, the three men were left in shock at her firm words.
Yvonne did not flinch under their gaze nor did she shy away from their eyes.
Seated in her father's lap, she exuded an air of authority, a sense of conviction, and even persuasion from her body and speech.
The commoners and even Viscount Valente with the twins were surprised to see this side of the little girl who had been silent until now.