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Beatrice Da Ville was meant to be the villainess. Arrogant, cruel, and doomed to die. But when a 21st-century woman wakes up in her body, she refuses to meet that fate.

Avoiding execution should have been simple: keep her head down, stay out of trouble, and let the story run its course. But the world refuses to let her disappear. The nobles are always whispering about her, the royal family won’t leave her alone, and worst of all—the cold, calculating Crown Prince keeps watching her like he knows she’s up to something.

But the deeper she gets entangled in the kingdom’s growing tensions, the more she realizes something terrifying. This story was never just about the heroine and villainess. And if she’s not careful, she won’t just die. She’ll play right into the ending that was always meant for her.

If the script won’t let her live, then she’ll just have to rewrite it herself.

The Villainess Refuses to Follow the Script

A single sentence from Francois had rewritten the next chapter of Beatrice's life, and the court hadn't stopped turning pages since.

Expectedly, her things are being moved.

"By order of the queen," Lily said, barely hiding her astonishment as she folded the last of Beatrice's gowns into the trunk. "You're being relocated to the East Wing."

Beatrice, still seated on the edge of her bed, raised a brow.

"Yes. Three doors down from the prince."

The room fell into soft motion again. Servants carrying parcels and shoes, one steward overseeing the cataloging of her jewelry. Everything Beatrice owned now had weight. Every step she took had consequence.

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