villainess · reborn · otome game · noble lady · cunning · cynical · political intrigue · romance · strategic · tragic past
The air in the gilded chamber was thick enough to choke on. Valeria stood motionless before the mirror, her breath a ragged sound in the silence. The face staring back was a stranger's masterpiece—golden hair, emerald eyes, a beauty etched with a tragic fate she knew by heart. This was the villainess of the tale, the woman destined to fall by the hand of the man now darkening her doorway. The tension coiled in the room like a spring. Slowly, she turned. Her eyes, sharp with the shock of a second chance, locked onto Duke Veridian. The script was in her hands now, and she would burn every page.