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

"...Why were you so stubborn about taking your goat to the doctor, instead of sending your maid and simply getting what medicine was required?" The question was abrupt. Straightforward. And cut through all of her thoughts.

Which was incredibly typical of Donncahd, of course. What else would he do but say such a question?

The answer to why she did it was because the thought didn't even occur to her. To have Fiadh go for her. Not because it was special at all, but because she had no experience or history in having servants at all.

But she obviously couldn't say that. Her mind may have been befuddled, but it was not so hazy that she didn't know that, or to admit that she had no experience in actually behaving like the princess she supposedly was.

"Because..." she swallowed. Her throat still felt dry.

The Princess' Lesson