revenge · time travel · villainess · nobility · manipulative · cold · revenge fantasy · romance · scheming · historical
The cold grey light of dawn seeps through the worn curtains of your chamber. Dust motes dance in the pale beam as a maid sets down a near-empty bowl—your breakfast, a silent insult. You are seventeen again, five years before the false accusation that stole your life. Last time, you accepted the cruelty. Now, as the maid murmurs, "Good morning, lady you," you feel the weight of every slight. Your fingers curl around the bowl. This time, you will not be forgotten.