Stolen Identity: Villainess' Awakening

My hands are holding my neck while I pant and breathe rapidly. What exactly is going on? I'm not sure. I ought to be dead, am I not? The moment the metal punctured my neck, I know I’m going to die. Why, though, do I feel alive? I'm breathing, why? I don't comprehendI have enough time to look around me for a full minute. I'm in the woods. I have no idea why I'm here. Maybe it's because my soul is lost right now? I make an effort to gaze around while avoiding the jagged edges of the rocks buried in the wet ground. Even though my feet are hurting, there is no blood at the bottom of them when I stop and look. Weird.I see a modest cabin as I am wandering about. I dash there in hopes that some gloomy reapers reside there. One of those eerie old men, you know, who would send a soul to its destination to heaven or hell from the earth. I should be sent to heaven because I've been decent lately, right?But before I could finally approach the location, a strong breeze arrives and shakes my unk

He hands me a small box with a letter inside and says, "Milady, this is the gift that his highness assured me to give you, and this is his private letter for you." The man has brown hair, and I later learned his name is Rutherford. I strain to see the young man's expression, but I am unable to do so. He is the first rank in the western division, as he stated earlier, so perhaps he is a great knight. Compared to the other divisions, the western division is very strict for knights. There are a certain number of knights in it, but only a select few eventually rise to the ranks. Even though I gave this man's appearance some intense credibility, I still feel no threat emanating from him; am I the only one who has these kinds of thoughts? In any case, I accept Sir Rutherford's offer and take the seat next to mine. Sir Rutherford keeps his distance and never closes the door to our room. No malice is intended in that part, but the knight did intend for the servants to be able to see what we

Even if he isn't holding mine any longer, I can still feel his hands. For some strange reason, the warmth of his breath makes me shudder. While sitting on the bed, I grabbed the blanket from my lap. He continues to laugh as I briefly close my eyes.“You appear to be shivering. Lady Solstice, I do apologize for that brief moment," he pauses. He looks at the blanket before putting his hand to his mouth. He gives it a full minute of attention before feigning a cough.However, I couldn't help but notice how his cheeks turned red. My eyebrows shot up when his hands reached out and gave my right hand a quick squeeze.“If the coat you were wearing before slipped away from the balcony, would you mind forgiving me?” My eyes briefly expand before they immediately close. I even furrow my brows because I can't remember what happened earlier.If some uncontrollable force had swept the coat while I was still conscious, I might have understood it, or perhaps I would also have understood the reason f

I’m struggling to breathe, and for some reason that I’m unable to comprehend in my head, my eyes begin to enlarge. I understand what he is saying, but I can't seem to process it for a second since time is passing slowly in front of my eyes.The man who claims to lead frail ladies into his game of death is standing in front of me one moment, and the next I'm being pulled through the door with my body acting as an accomplice to the man.My mind is telling me to leave. I can immediately run away from this threat since I understood that this man is dangerous, a threat to my goals, and will unquestionably be the cause of my death this second time. But despite my best efforts to think rationally throughout the last several seconds, my body keeps contradicting my thoughts.The young man who knows nothing about me other than my name continues to influence it. Even though I didn't fully understand him at the time, we had the impression that we are in the same boat, competing to see who could l

Before the light overrode my eyesight and sent me to the location where I shouldn't be—a location that feels to me like a prison—I saw something I should have never seen."Milady, I'm just happy that you're okay. That's all that matters to me and Linia and the others too," Kaylla steps next to me as she opens the curtains while grinning.Finally, the sun's soothing rays reach my skin. I am indeed alive because the heat's discomfort makes me think of little things and ideas that always make me feel alive. I'm still alive because I can still feel pain.However, did Xander kill me this time? Have I gone back in time once more? Those ideas kept running through my head, and since I’m unable to answer Kaylla, I hear her sigh as she sat on my bed and take one of my hands. Her hands are warm."After the event, Young Master Auster from the Crese household brought you here. All of us were concerned about you. The Duke and Duchess were unable to speak to the young master or even inquire about hi