<1> Awakening. Tyrant Lady Once a grand estate of a prestigious noble family, the mansion had now fallen into ruin. With too few servants to maintain it, only dust drifted sadly through its halls. A girl, dressed in a worn-out gown inherited from generations past, sat on a stool as someone did her hair. She stared blankly into the mirr...
<1> Awakening. Tyrant Lady Once a grand estate of a prestigious noble family, the mansion had now fallen into ruin. With too few servants to maintain it, only dust drifted sadly through its halls. A girl, dressed in a worn-out gown inherited from generations past, sat on a stool as someone did her hair. She stared blankly into the mirror. The once-luxurious furniture, wallpaper, and interior walls, which would have been called masterpieces a hundred years ago, were now faded and peeling from lack of upkeep. And the one doing her hair wasn’t a maid—it was the girl’s aunt. As she carefully combed the pretty girl’s hair—who looked like a doll—she continued nagging endlessly. “Idnia. Today you’re going to meet your fiancé, the Crown Prince. This engagement is crucial for our house, which fell
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