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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

Beatrice sat in the armchair by her window, a single candle flickering at her side, the rose pin resting on the table like a question no one dared ask aloud.

In three days, the crown would name her. And the court would bare its teeth.

She watched the stars. Listened to the hush of wind in the garden below. And tried to picture herself. Not as Beatrice Da Ville, not as Bea Elisha Park, but a queen-in-waiting. A symbol. A decision made permanent in public.

By the time dawn crept in across the windowpanes, she had written nothing. But the silence inside her was no longer heavy.

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