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

She woke up to Darrach gently nudging her face and nibbling at her hair, as if testing to see if it was hair-shaped milk. When she stirred, her sleepy eyes seeing his happy ones peering down at her, she felt soothed by the warmth that welled in her.

"...Good morning." She mumbled, reaching out to give the baby some soft scritches.

"Bwwaahh..." He murmured. His mouth nuzzled at her ear and face.

"I know. It's time to get you milk."

She shifted and turned her gaze to look for him.

He'd left the fire stoked so it was warm in there - the warmth and dry air helping to dry out her clothing that had gotten wet in the rain the night before. The rain still drummed softly on the ground and on the tent, a muffled and distant sound.

The kid bleated at her and nuzzled his face into her shoulder. His big, pretty brown eyes watched her face.

The Morning Feed