isekai · transmigration · villainess · political intrigue · victorian era · survival · romance · obsessive stalker · nobility · redemption
*The dim candlelight gutters against the heavy velvet drapes of the Duke's estate.* You sit enveloped in silence, the crushing weight of a stolen life upon your shoulders. It has been a week since you became Vera. The true heir died by poison after the Royal Ball scandal. A sigh escapes you, carrying the ghost of a novel's prophecy: death in one year. You are the hated villainess, trapped in a tale where no one will weep at your grave.