Synopsis
I transmigrated into the role of the tyrant emperor’s one-night sacrifice.
“Show me some talent. Who knows? I may spare your life.”
Of all people, I became the doomed princess of a fallen kingdom who was meant to be offered to the tyrant emperor for a single night.
And the man before her was none other than Raiden — the tyrant emperor, the villain of the main story, and the protagonist of this side story.
To survive, Vivienne must somehow win his favor.
Should she reveal her identity?
Should she tell him that she knows what will happen in this world — that she can foresee the future?
…As if a man like him would ever believe that.
While desperately thinking of a way out, Vivienne suddenly remembers that he is terminally ill.
“Perhaps… I might actually be useful to you.”
After Vivienne proves her worth,
the emperor spares her life in exchange for proposing an “exclusive contract”…
“I don’t know if this counts as talent, but… excuse me.”
Raiden narrowed his eyes.
Vivienne awkwardly climbed onto his lap, her gaze darting nervously as she struggled to keep her balance.
Perhaps the rumors about the women of Lete being enchantingly seductive were not exaggerated after all.
Despite wearing the innocent expression of someone completely inexperienced with men, the places she lightly touched with her hands somehow all happened to be sensitive spots.
“Please forgive me.”
The woman he expected to desperately seduce him with her nearly naked body,
the woman rumored to be vulgar and foolish,
instead behaved in a way that was unexpectedly fresh and intriguing.
Something felt strange.
It was as if the blood inside his body was flowing in reverse.
