If by any chance a wall or perhaps a tree could help me to get out of this mess I created before... I'm hoping that it would be a great idea—no loophole, and it wouldn't create more problems for me. How long have I been staring at the wall? at the ceiling? Listening to the ticking clock only worsens my concentration. I can't even think of one good plan. God must hate me somehow for doing this to me.
"What do you mean, as soon as I opened my eyes, I'm already at the edge of falling into the depths of hell? How could I even let myself enter a wolf's den?!"
But, when I think about it, I'm not the one who put myself in danger. Or did I?
"You woke up, Wren." he doesn't sound happy that I woke up. Also, what's with that look, father!?
"Sister if wu aw unwell pwease twell us." With her clumsy words I felt relieved for a while but then...
"Fainting in the middle of the banquet is unsightly." My father added as he looked at me straight in the eye. But I can't focus when he has my little sister in his arms.
Tsk, saying such things after his daughter woke up. Can't he say something nice for once? I shouldn't expect something from this cold duke! Besides that... him having my sister in his arms doesn't fit my imagination for him! Who even are you right now!?
Anyway, it seems that I transmigrated to this world 2 years ago and to be honest I am close to crying right now. This world is inside a novel that I read once before dying. I should be rejoicing like in those novels, but I couldn't do it. Heh, whose character did I possess? Good question, It's the heroine.
Why do I sound distressed? Here's the thing— I am destined to die at the hands of my lover, the male lead, after he destroyed the Empire.
Who would want that?! This isn't the usual transmigration plot I read. A heroine dying... and that is why I suddenly wished to possess the extras or villainess body, not this body! Besides that, why did the FL have to die and the ML kills her?
What's going on with the author to write this kind of plot?
However, after a couple of days of being anxious and brainstorming. I finally accept that I possess Wren Vacarella. One of the plans I laid is to lay low and show the prince that I am no longer interested in him!
Yes, some manhwa and novels I read— doing it will only have a reverse effect. However, I have a good feeling that it won't happen to me! Why? Because he hates me down to his very last nerve and he openly shows it whenever we meet.
Another plan is to run away as soon as possible if things didn't go according to plan. Like those plans of female leads in novels. I think I can see some signs if my plan didn't go according to the plan. As a matter of fact, My first plan is going well since he doesn't have an ounce of care if I suddenly change my attitude towards him.
But for safety purposes, I'm taking it slow in doing it.
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I have succeeded for showing it for the past years and now I am in front of him for afternoon tea. He invited me out of nowhere. We shared events like this in the past, but the last time we had tea together was when we were 11 years old, I think?
Why did he invite me? I don't know. Maybe out of gratitude. I do think that I've been pretty helpful to him for the last few years.
"I Greet the Imperial Highness. The 3rd Prince, Prince Zairon." This is the first time I've seen him after years and he became more handsome. Just like the novel's description.
Stop it, self. We're not here to admire his physical looks. We have something to settle first and it has to be done today. This invitation of his was a stroke of luck.
"How rare. Wren Vacarella is greeting me formally." He smiles wickedly while looking at me like I did something wrong!
Eeek! T-This is the Novel's fault at all. I cleared my throat and looked away with reddened cheeks. Disappointing. It is the first thing he said about me after seeing me again.
I remembered all the things I did to him before I got my memories and it is indeed embarrassing.
"That's because I believe I sinned against Your Imperial Highness," Zairon shot me a glance. Hah! Finally showing interest.
"And what sin is it?"
"The thing is, How dare I—to the 3rd Prince, to say such brazen things in front of the crowd and to make it worse I even proposed when we were young."
I glanced at Zairon under my lashes and saw that he was still looking at me with wide eyes, heh, I let a tear escape my eyes and acted innocent as guilty as planned.
"Ever since the day I had my accident, I am reflecting on my actions towards the Imperial Highness. I realized that I gave you..."
"Heh, Reflection? Well then, it is good that you..."
God damn it, can he at least let me finish first before he comments on something?
"Therefore, I sincerely wish that we could forget it. Neither one of us wants it anyway. I humbly request that the 'proposal' be rejected, like last time."
I smiled. Thankfully, my Father didn't inquire further about it. He burned the letters from the Emperor. He, too, objected to this pair, calling it a disgusting sight—as if we were insects in his eyes. That's one of the things he's done to me that I'm grateful for. I could imagine his smug look in front of the Emperor as he kept repeating that he burned the letters.
"Heh... HAHAHAHAHA! How amusing." gah! W-what is with this ominous smile and laugh?
Prince Zairon stood up from his seat and held my chin to look me in the eye, "Who said I don't want this?"
Huh? Huuuuuhhh??!
What is this kind of development?!
Will I ever escape my written future?