Chapter 1: Prologue/ Why is it always me?

I always wonder how I manage to get in trouble in spite of my boring habits. I don't remember a single time I have purposely tried to make my life harder, yet here we are.

I like videogames, food, and books. I dislike parties, loud people and big crowds. I go out when I have to, or if I feel like having coffee and some food outside.

That's it. Apart from that I just study, study, and study some more. College ain't easy you know? I do what I can.

Despite this, I would certainly love to know how exactly did I manage to get into a bar fight the one time I go and drink outside? I even got stabbed!

And pretty good at that, since I really can't see anything, feel anything, or move at all. I died, most likely. No, I'm sure of it.

I don't feel a single part of my body, and as far as I can tell I don't have one anymore... Rather than feeling my own body, it's more like my soul is floating around.

No warmth, no cold, just endless space and my thoughts to keep me company.

...

...Isn't this a bit cruel?

Am I supposed to just stay like this for eternity? Seriously? I know I'm not a particularly good person, but I still believe this is a bit much...

...Hmm?

I feel something, actually. Like I'm... wiggling?

What is this, really? Not even giving me time to feel bad about being alone an eternity!

A weird feeling, different than anything I've ever experienced. A constant swap from my floating around to being absorbed into something. And then, legs! More phasing through something, and then hands!

As the whole process continues, I realize by merit of my reading habits that I am most likely reincarnating. Or transmigrating? I was floating for so long, I must definitely am being transported somewhere, to a different body.

...This body is too young to be adult, but too big to be a baby. More than that, I can actually see a bit more now?

Lying down it takes me a minute to adjust. When it clicks correctly, I finally regain my vision.

A big blue sky, and the lazy clouds drifting away...

The first breath is a deep one, and then I start moving every inch of my new body, trying to become more aware of it. From my toes to my head, I try moving everything I can.

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When I'm done, I raise my body slowly and somewhat clumsily. I was never tall, but this is too short of a body even for me...

"Miss! Miss! Miss Deneve!" A running woman in what I suppose is a medieval servant garb yells thorough the plain. Hurrying here with hands gripping the skirt so she would not fall, she stops and gasps for air when she reaches me.

I don't know this woman, but I suppose Deneve is my name. I look around some more while she catches her breath and find the small plain to be in fact a closed garden. Some stone walls surrounding the grass and flowers around me, I stare at the place the woman came through, and vaguely make out the shape of a big manor.

"Mi-Miss, fuuuu, It's time to go back..." Taking another deep breath, she extended her hand towards me, "You're only five, Miss, so you ought to eat properly!"

I took her hand, nodding. This is very out of my comfort zone, but acting too weirdly might only get me trouble. With a small effort, I get up.

My head feels a bit heavy, like I'm slowly remembering something. The woman, who I barely recognize as Arya, smiles at me.

"Isn't Miss Deneve very well behaved? Miss will certainly be the pride of the Lucerne family!" I continue nodding, even though I really don't have any idea what she's talking about just yet.

...I really want to scream right now. I didn't have that long to process things before this woman, Arya, came and took me away.

Honestly, can't you give me a few minutes to cry of frustration? People these days...

While she keeps up her speech about my future, bringing honour to my house again and what not, she leads me towards the house, hand holding mine yet.

The more information appears in my head, the more I feel like this is going to be terrible...

An Empire, a house of knights, and an only daughter... Am I really going to be raised for war?

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Author's Note: Hey there! Good folk, good people! Sorry for the slow start, but I want a steady base to delve properly into the plot!

This novel is planned to be a GL, and I will be updating as soon as I can. Questions are welcome as I post more, and I will do my best to answer!

The MC, Deneve, is a bit of an introvert and a fairly reserved person. Most of your understanding of her will be through her thoughts, as she's not one to speak much. I'm a bit nervous, since she deviates a fair bit from common tropes, and I hope you will come to accept her as the chapters go...

I do warn you, that romance will take a while. Although I want to explore that subject, and this is supposed to have a comedic undertone, I still want you to be aware that although there will be a fair amount of fluff, I will also be treating serious subjects!

Anyway, see you all later!

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