I transmigrated into the character of a viscount’s daughter, a supporting role in the novel 〈The Empress and the Black Wolf〉 that I had been reading while cursing.
Speaking of the “Black Wolf,” he’s Ryan Hilton, the Grand Duke who was the Empress’s first love and the viscount’s daughter’s husband.
I was merely a supporting character destined to disappear as dew on the guillotine due to the Empress’s jealousy-blinded misunderstandings and schemes.
If I had at least received some love from the Grand Duke, I wouldn’t feel so wronged.
I can’t die so meaninglessly like this. If only I could avoid this marriage. And of all times to transmigrate!
I had just passed the open courtship application for the “Black Wolf” Grand Duke, which I’d entered to save my declining viscount family.
To make matters worse, the Grand Duke’s four conditions for his open courtship were absolutely ridiculous.
First, do not speak more than three sentences to him per day.
Second, do not interfere in the affairs of the grand ducal household.
Third, do not expect any affection from the Grand Duke.
Fourth, agree to divorce when the Grand Duke wishes (though with generous compensation).
He’s basically telling me to live as a complete figurehead, isn’t he?
Wait. Rather than disappearing as dew on the guillotine, being a figurehead doesn’t sound so bad after all.
