Chapter 1

"We will now read out the crimes of Kyra de Leta. Attempted murder of the saintess candidate, use of witchcraft to seduce the crowned Prince and plotting treason against the royal family with the entire De Leta family. She shall be beheaded by the Kingdom's Swordsmaster, Duke Kion".

How did it come to this? I didn't do anything wrong. I just wanted all that was rightfully mine. But why? why must you betray me like this Kion? I treated you like family but yet you betrayed me. Down on her knees, Kion approached and whispered something into her ears before stepping back and unsheating his sword. With rage burning deep in her eyes and heart she muttered at him "I will get my revenge you illegitimate bastard scum-"

Fwoosh. With a downwards strike of his blade, her head came clean off and she plunged into darkness. With a solemn prayer in her heart, she wished and prayed that if there is any God or sovereign being out there somewhere, who knows she has been treated unfairly. She pleaded for a second chance to get her revenge and truly live up to the name of 'Kyra the Tyrant Villainess'.

It's warm, she thought to herself. Is this what death feels like?

".....dy......lady.....my lady??"

She jerked herself up and sat eyes wide open. Scanning the room around her and the face of the puzzled maid who had been calling out to her. This didn't look like her room. At least not the room she stayed in before her death. Looking around more closely, it looked a lot like the room she had when she was much younger.

She snapped her neck in the direction of the trembling maid and asked coldly, "what date is it today?" The maid was clearly taken aback, answering with a trembling voice as she said " it's the fifth day of the seventh month of the 594th year of the calendar Miss."

594th year? How could that be? that's 10 years before my life became a total mess and I was executed, she thought to herself.

"Get me a mirror quickly ", she commanded as she stared at her little hands and touched her face and neck. Remembering the chills she felt moments before her head became detached from her body. And more so, remembering the utter bastard that had caused her untimely death.

Grabbing the mirror and staring at her now 10 year old self, she stared in awe and excitement at this second chance she had been given. She dismissed the maid as she needed to be alone to gather her thoughts.

It seems a God really does exist out there for me to have been given a second chance like this. Oh! how sweet it feels to be alive and well to exact my much needed revenge. She slid out of bed and walked to the full length mirror at one corner of her large room as she eyed herself up and down. She kept thinking, if my memory serves me right, today is exactly a week before the day I met Kion for the first time. The greatest swordsmaster in the entire Balverich Kingdom was it? Just you wait Kion. I will have my revenge and make you all feel the wrath of Kyra the Villainess.

The day had finally arrived, and just like in her first life she was going out to the garden to have tea with her mother and brother. A place where she will coincidentally encounter Kion and fall in love with him at first sight. She felt disgusted by the thought now after everything she had gone through. She was truly a very foolish and blinded child in her first life. But not anymore, she would not make the same mistake as she had the first time around.

Everything was going smoothly as it had in the past. The time for their encounter was drawing nearer.

"Sweetheart would you like to take a walk with mother? Your brother has his lessons soon" ,her mother, Duchess Sophia De Leta, said to her. She smiled brightly and as childishly as she could, tried to show excitement and as she responded in the positive. This is all according to what I remember, she thought. On a walk with mother after the tea party. We will come across one of the families workers bullying Kion at one of the gardens. And being taken in by his face, I will intervene and keep him by my side. And just as it had before, the scene was once again being played in front of her. And as before, she acted as though she had been bewitched by the dirtied yet handsome little boy called Kion as she stepped up to shield him from his oppressor.

"Are you alright? Tell me your name, nobody is going to ever hurt you again as long as you are by my side," she promised as she stretched out her hand to him. The little boy who lay there in pain looked up at her slowly and it reminded her once again why she had fallen in love with him before. Once those sparkling blue eyes met hers, her heart couldn't help but skip a beat once more for him. But she quickly shook the feeling off and reminded herself that this was most likely planned out by him to have a chanced encounter with her. She helped him rise to his feet and declared to the duchess that he would stop working in the gardens and become her close aide and friend. And as the only daughter of the family who was spoiled to the max, her mother agreed since she was showing interest in someone else her age for the first time.

"You still haven't told me your name little boy," she said as she held tightly onto his hand and squeezed with all her might. He winced with pain but she didn't lessen her grip until he muttered his name. "Kion, Miss. My name is Kion"

She smiled sweetly at him but shot daggers from her heart as she led him away. Yes, away to become her faithful slave whose future would now be in her hands.