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“……You’re back again.”
When I opened my eyes, I saw a pure white canopy and smiled bitterly.
How many times has this happened… … .
“Is this your forty-ninth return?”
Soon a soft knock was heard, followed by light footsteps.
“Miss, are you awake?”
“Yeah. I’m not going to eat, I’m going to wash up first.”
My personal maid, Cathy, bowed her head in response and then stepped away.
Yes, today is definitely Count Ikel’s birthday party.
Originally, I was going to say that I had a cold and would rather not go to this party and just rest, but… … .
“Miss, I have prepared the water for washing.”
“Thank you. But more importantly, Cassie, I’m going to a party tonight, so please get me dressed.”
“Oh, miss. You didn’t get your clothes tailored at the salon, did you?”
“Choose any clothes you have, or something simple.”
“Simple clothes?”
Cassie was shocked. It makes sense, because I usually wear fancy clothes when I attend parties.
“Yeah. By the way, has your father entered the palace? I should tell him I’ll be attending the party too.”
I pretended not to notice her surprised reaction, and Cathy, though puzzled, answered my other questions earnestly.
“I understand that the Marquis left early in the morning.”
“Then I’ll have to tell Mom. Okay, Cathy. Please prepare the dress.”
“Yes, Miss.”
I was possessed by a 19+ reverse harem novel called “For Her Happiness.” I became the villainess Rosia Levian, who harasses the protagonist, Maryna Ikel, and is then punished by the male protagonists.
“Miss, I have chosen a dress and some accessories. Would you like to see them?”
Cassie, who had gone to the dressing room, returned.
“Cassie, you must have found it well. But more importantly, I’m going to see my mother, so please get ready.”
“Yes, Miss.”
After changing clothes and sitting at the vanity, Cathy started combing my hair.
In the mirror, I saw a woman with long, glossy black hair and low-set red eyes.
This is the forty-ninth time I’ve encountered this situation. After dying a whopping forty-eight times, I’m returning to the same time.
The reason was unknown.
When I came back the third time, I thought something was strange and distanced myself from the heroine, but it was no use.
After my fourth return, I tried to become a character devoted to the heroine rather than the villainess that was my role in the novel, but it was the wrong answer.
No matter what I did, there was no significant change in the ending, and in the end, I was branded a villain and died.
I’m twenty-three, and I’ll live for about ten months before I die. The problem is that after I die, I keep coming back to this time period.
Poisoning, assassination, execution, burning at the stake… … .
Who wouldn’t say she’s a villain? She met various endings.
I thought that depending on how I met the ending, I might not be able to come back to life, so I tried various methods to turn my back on the world, but nothing changed.
Up until the twelfth time, I think I counted each and every thing that would change if I returned.
But when I returned to the same time for the twentieth time or so, my memories became jumbled and I began to get confused about which events were variations of which life.
It seems like the twentieth life and the thirtieth life are the same… … .
Was there absolutely no overlap between the tenth and fortieth?
At first, I thought I could change the ending, but that was my mistake and arrogance, and at some point, my wish changed.
I want to die.
Please, I don’t want to die and never come back to this miserable life.
It wasn’t until the forty-third time that I finally figured out the important thing.
If I don’t figure out how to die completely by the forty-ninth time, I’m going to have to repeat this life for the rest of my life.
This is your last chance.
“Miss, it’s all done.”
“Thank you, Cathy. Where is your mother?”
“I heard the madam is in the sponsorship.”
I got up and headed straight to the backyard. There, roses were in full bloom, and my mother was strolling leisurely among them.
“mother.”
“Roa? What’s going on?”
There was a time when I was accused of being a traitor and was killed, but my mother denied it until the end, saying that I was not the kind of child who would rebel.
In the end, he had to climb up to the scaffold with me.
The crown prince, one of the male protagonists, executed my mother right in front of me, urging me to feel even deeper despair. Up until that moment, my mother hadn’t uttered a single word of resentment toward me.
I forced a smile, suppressing the emotions that were welling up in me.
“Mom, I also want to attend the party this afternoon.”
“It’s a party being held at Count Ikel’s house. Is that okay?”
“Of course. Everyone thinks I dislike Count Ikel’s daughter, but I don’t. What should I say… I want to become close to her, but I guess I’m approaching her in the wrong way.”
When I smiled brightly, my mother, who always believed me, nodded and said she understood.
“Your father said he would stop by the mansion after he retires, so let’s go together then.”
* * *
Count Ikel, father of the current empress.
He is the father of the protagonist, Maryna Ikel, and he is a figure who rose to power after his daughter became the second empress.
I don’t remember there being anything particularly unusual.
A person who is moderately kind and moderately self-interested.
I personally don’t dislike him, as he wasn’t the type to wield power recklessly by putting his daughter, who became empress, first.
However, I sometimes wondered how a daughter like Maryna could be born under such a father.
“The hall is this way.”
The ballroom we were led to was decorated very extravagantly, and my father went into the hall while being greeted by people.
“It’s nice to see you here, Duke.”
“Ah, Marquis Levien.”
The person my father was talking to was a tall man with straight black hair and blue eyes.
“Roa, greet me. This is the Duke of Lisianthus.”
“Hello, Your Majesty. This is Rosia Levian.”
I hid my trembling heart, unfolded my dress, and greeted her gently.
Lexian Lisianthus!
The person I most wanted to see in this life, I smiled a social smile without showing it.
“Nice to meet you, Youngae.”
The Duke greeted me politely, as I had always done, and I gave him a small bow in return.
“Now, Roa. Let’s go and greet Count Ikel. I know you hate Lady Ikel, but please bear with me for today. Understood?”
“Yes, Father.”
I finished greeting several people who were essential to my father’s social life, including Count Ikel.
My father took his place at a distance from the dance floor, and people began to gather around him, a well-known figure in the empire.
“Father, Mother. I’m going to go see my friends.”
“Okay.”
Soon the Count stood up and thanked everyone for coming to the party, and the band began to prepare to play a dance number.
“Where is it…….”
I was chasing someone else, not my friends.
At this point, I’ve already had a few fights with Maryna Ikel and there are rumors that I dislike her.
It was also the time when the male protagonists started to look down on me for harassing the female protagonist.
Of course, the Duke of Lisianthus wouldn’t ask me to dance. Of course, he’s the kind of person who never asks any woman to dance.
Of course, many of the young people, excluding the male protagonists, were trying to ask me to dance.
“Marquis Youngae, would you like to dance with me?”
“no.”
“Then come with me-”
As I’ve repeated in my previous life, nothing changed even if I acted nice.
If the ending won’t change no matter what you do, there’s only one thing you have to do.
I rejected countless dance requests and moved towards my target.
As I approached, the people around me looked at me curiously, wondering what kind of mischief I would commit today.
Duke Lisianthus’s gaze was no different from anyone else’s, but I stood before him with my back straight.
He extended his right hand toward the cold blue-eyed man.
“Dance with me, Duke.”
It was quite a radical move for a woman to ask to dance first.
Because the lady threw away her pride and embarrassed herself.
Exclamations of shock and amazement erupted from all over the place, but I paid no attention.
Considering the future course of events, I was desperate, as if this were not the time, it would be quite some time before I would encounter the Duke of Lisianthus.
The peacock stared into my eyes for a while without saying a word.
My heart froze as I looked at those cold, deep blue eyes, but a smile appeared on my lips.
