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Elena Carter never imagined that her greatest archaeological discovery would be herself—reborn in the body of Selene Vasari, the infamous villainess of history.

In the modern world, she was a brilliant but overworked researcher. In this one, she is the cursed fiancée of the aloof Crown Prince, a man destined to die young. According to history, Selene’s desperate attempt to make him love her led to betrayal, heartbreak, and ultimately, her execution.

But Elena refuses to meet the same tragic end. Armed with knowledge from the future, she is determined to change their fate—to unravel palace secrets, outwit her enemies, and win the prince’s trust before destiny claims him.

Yet, as she gets closer to the cold and unreadable prince, she discovers something shocking—perhaps the history books didn’t tell the whole story. Perhaps he has secrets of his own.

And perhaps… she was never meant to change fate, but to fall in love with it.

Infamous villainess of history makes the crown prince fall for her

Selene made sure to avoid Keith at all costs. Every time they crossed paths, she turned the other way. Every glance he sent in her direction, she ignored. Even during student council meetings, the moment the final words were spoken, she was out of the door before anyone could say otherwise.

At first, Keith hadn't noticed. He had assumed that she was simply busy, or perhaps preoccupied with other matters. But soon, the pattern became undeniable. Whenever he approached, she found an excuse to leave. Whenever he called her name, she pretended not to hear. It was as if she had erased him from her reality.

One afternoon, after a council meeting, Keith decided to test his theory. He deliberately lingered near the door, watching as Selene gathered her papers with quick, precise movements. The moment she realized he was still in the room, her fingers tightened around the documents, and she stood up abruptly.

"Selene," Keith called, stepping forward.

She didn't meet his gaze. "I have something urgent to handle," she said flatly, turning on her heel.

But she was already gone, her soft lavender perfume lingering in the air.

His suspicion was confirmed. She was avoiding him.

Selene kept her distance, not just in meetings but in every aspect of student council duties. As the head of administration, there were documents she usually had to review, but instead of handling them herself, she passed them on to her assistant.

"I'm feeling a little under the weather," she had said when questioned. "My assistant can handle it for now."

It was an excuse, one that no one doubted, except Keith. He saw through it immediately.

The next day, Keith walked into the student council office only to find the assistant admin busy at work, flipping through a stack of papers.

"Where's Selene?" Keith asked, arms crossed.

The assistant barely looked up. "She said she wasn't feeling well, so she asked me to handle these."

Keith clenched his jaw. "And where is she now?"

"I don't know, Your Highness. She didn't say."

He inhaled sharply, irritation flaring in his chest. This wasn't just avoidance—it was calculated, intentional. She was going to great lengths to make sure she didn't have to interact with him.

The realization unsettled him more than he wanted to admit.

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