I Just Wanted Peace, But The Plot Won't Let Me

Look, I wasn’t aiming high.

Wake up in a romance novel? Fine.

Get stuck in the body of a pitiful side character? Unlucky, but manageable.

All I wanted was peace—a quiet life with three meals a day, no scheming nobles, and definitely no getting tangled in the main plot.

So explain to me why mysterious strangers keep knowing my name, why long-forgotten secrets are crawling out of the woodwork, and why everyone suddenly thinks I matter.

I didn’t ask for power. I didn’t ask for romance.

But it turns out the story’s not following the script anymore.

And neither am I.