Chapter 2: 1

Chapter 1 Marie’s Previous Life Was a Villain Lady

“Marie. Are you okay?”

The man gazed down at me with anxiety when I opened my eyes. Although there are minor wrinkles on the outer corners of his eyes, his appearance is youthful, owing to the baby face of his. His eyes are honey-colored, and his hair is hazel.

“Marie?” 

The gentleman called me once more. Marie. Who is Marie? My mind is still jumbled. I’ll never forget seeing the execution table. I’ve been standing as a prisoner till now, but I have no idea what’s going on. 

“That……”

Is it my voice that I’ve finally squeezed out? I’m not sure I’ve heard of it before.

“Oh, you’re okay; I was just wondering when you were going to wake up.”

The man gave me a warm and gentle hug. The smell of grass reminded me of my childhood. Yes, I’m familiar with this fragrance.

“Father……” I wrapped my arm around the back of my dear father, who I (Marie) had finally remembered.

 Marie Edigma is my name. The eldest daughter of a minor baron who lives in a little town outside of the royal capital. I am eighteen years old. My mother died of illness when I was young, and I’ve been living with my brother and father ever since. And I used to be Rosemary Hubert.

(It’s like a reincarnation story.)

While drinking hot milk from a cup, I unwittingly laughed. The reason for recalling the me of the past, whom I had forgotten about until now, was simple. Despite having the title of Baron, I lived the same life as a commoner, and my daily routine consisted of caring for livestock. I was preparing to take out the ropes and head to the woods to collect wood for the winter after helping milk the cows. The cow suddenly started rampaging while I was pulling the rope in my hand, and I was startled by the sound and fell flat on my feet. The gallows flashed back and I collapsed on the spot at the exact instant the rope I was tugging around scratched my neck.　

My father, who saw me lying down, thought I hit my head and called a doctor, but I didn’t appear to be hurt and was told that I had simply passed out. I was quite concerned that it might bring up memories of his beloved wife’s death.

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“I’m sorry, Dad. I’m okay.”

“Is that so? However, you were overworked, so now is a good time to relax. It’s a big matter, so relax.”

I nodded a little, feeling the warmth of my father’s palm on my head as he softly stroked it. It’s also true that the quick recollection of Rosemary has made me upset. When I recalled it, it came back to me as vividly as a story book.

Rosemary Hubert, the Marquis’s daughter, was the former fiancée of Gray Diresias, the present king. From an early age, she was disciplined by her strict father to be a queen. Aristocratic decorum and manners, beautiful gowns. Behaving in a ladylike manner. The ambitious father used his daughter as a political tool and viewed commoners and territory as moneymakers. She became the crown prince’s fiancée, as her unloving father planned, but she was treated like a rag as a political instrument and was hanged as a result.　

Even when I was resurrected as Marie, I was aware of my heinous past. Rosemary was a villain. An infamous slut who was a fiancée of the crown prince yet engages in heinous acts of violence against women.

 (Rumors are scary …)

I had no experience with men before. Despite the fact that I had just revealed it to my fiancé at the tea ceremony as an act of propitiation, the truth seemed to have been hidden, and the roots of all evil were pushed towards the deceased lady, who was hanged and buried in the dark. As a result, the villain was banished, and Princess Tia married the crown prince, who later became the main character after a long courtship, in a spectacular ceremony that has now been turned into a children’s book. By the way, even though I was unaware, I despised this picture book when I was a child.

 I stretched by raising my hand. Marie had nothing to do with anything because she is a reincarnated version of me. Political intrigues, spiteful ladies harassing me, and fiancés who give me a fleeting glance.

“Peace is the best.”

I wore my hazel hair in a bun and smiled with my honey-colored eyes inherited from my father. The scents of grass and livestock, as well as freshly baked bread, appealed to me.

Rosemary is gone.

“I’m happy now.”

I murmured to someone who used to be me, and I’m confident Rosemary, who used to be me, will be pleased.

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