Amesaya

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT]
Reborn into the world of her favorite novel, 'Auberon's Edge', as the maid of an unimportant side character - the doomed princess who would be married off to the villain and then killed in a fit of anger some time after they were married - Rache is faced with a moral dilemma: does she use her knowledge to flee the to-be-conquered nation and live somewhere she knows will be safe, or risk upturning the fate of the book by warning Princess Airie about her impending doom?

Before Rache can decide, she's ambushed in her bedroom by the princess' guard. Knowing how dangerous the black hearted prince of Sidera is, the princess declares she's forcing her maid to go in her place due to the maid bearing a striking resemblance to her own rare features, while the real princess goes into hiding until her parents can find a way to get untangled from Sidera's web.

"Remember, if the prince finds out the truth, he'll kill you first."

Trapped in a marriage to a cold-hearted sadist who only loves violence, railroaded into a pointless ending before the story even begins. There is no escape to this twisted romance but death.

Rache - the new Princess Airie - will not go so quietly into the night.

"Let's break up!"

The Villain's Cannon Fodder Bride

If she shoved him off, she'd be forced to target his stitches, which made it more complicated. The idiot probably strained his stitches just doing that.

So instead, she just shouted at him, the frustration of. Everything. Everything that built up since her arrival in the world exploding in three words. "You're an idiot!"

"You think you understand me, little bird?"

"No!" She snapped back at him. "Because I can't understand why anyone would be so determined to die!"

Donncahd didn't seem to like that. "I have no intentions of-"

"Then why would you push yourself and reopen those stitches?!" She cut him off with her question, her voice rising. "Why are you being so stupid?!"

The man was glaring down at her, but didn't immediately respond. His face was pale and drawn.

"You really think I don't know that I'm not fit to stand?" He asked quietly, voice low and angry.

The Strong