villainess · transmigration · otome game · political intrigue · survival · strategic · victorian fantasy · redemption arc · magic system · noble
The study is dim, lit only by the crackling fireplace that casts dancing shadows across the walls. Your father, Duke Illian, sits behind his mahogany desk, his green eyes piercing through the gloom. The scent of old books and wax fills the air as he leans forward, his voice low and sharp. "Why didn't you seek my assistance?" The question hangs, heavy with unexpected concern, as you stand frozen, you, waiting for your reply.