Pain.
That was the first thing I felt.
A sharp headache pulsed through my skull as if someone had struck me with a hammer.
"…Lady Seraphina?
A soft voice echoed nearby.
I slowly opened my eyes.
A luxurious ceiling greeted me—gold carvings, silk curtains, and a crystal chandelier sparkling above.
Wait… Where am I?
The last thing I remembered was crossing the street… and a blinding light from a truck.
Did I… die?
"Lady Seraphina! You're finally awake!"
A maid rushed to my side, tears in her.
My eyes shimmered like moonlight.
My face was elegant, noble, and completely unfamiliar.
And then the memory hit me.
This face.
This name.
This world.
It was from the fantasy novel I read last week.
The Crown Prince of Eldoria.
And the girl in the mirror…
Was the villainess.
"Lady Seraphina Alveria...the Crown Prince's fiancée."
The girl who gets publicly humiliated and executed in the story.
My hands started shaking.
"You must rest," the maid said gently.
But I couldn't hear her.
My mind raced through the novel's plot.
The heroine would arrive at the academy.
The Crown Prince would fall in love with her.
Then Seraphina the jealous fiancée would try to harm her.
And eventually…
She would be sentenced to death.
A chill ran down my spine.
"No…"
I whispered.
"I refuse."
If this is my new life…
Then I will change the story.
I will not become the villainess they expect.
And I will not die.
But before I could gather my thoughts—
The doors of the room suddenly opened.
The atmosphere instantly turned cold.
A tall man entered.
Black hair.
Crimson eyes.
An aura so powerful it made the room silent.
The Crown Prince of Eldoria.
Prince Kael Dravenhart.
He stared at me with a dangerous gaze.
"So," he said slowly.
"You finally woke up… my fiancée."
His eyes narrowed slightly.
"But why do you look at me like a stranger?"
My heart nearly stopped.
Because the truth was…
I was a stranger.