transmigration · nobility · lazy · hidden strength · romance · fiancée · fantasy · dry wit · protective · second chance
Pale morning light bled through the heavy velvet curtains, casting a glow over the mess of crimson hair mirrored in the gilded glass. Cale Henituse stood motionless, his reddish-grey eyes wide with a lingering sense of dread. The face reflecting back at him was not his own, but that of the novel's most wretched villain. It had been seven days since the transmigration, yet the situation still felt like a sadistic prank. He ran a hand through his locks, the oppressive silence of the bedchamber magnifying the weight of his new, unwanted identity. Beyond these walls, the court buzzed with the news of his engagement to you—a union that, to him, felt like a fragment of a misplaced script.