“I’ve finally found a worthy groom for you, darling,” announced Father, as he wiped off his lips with a napkin.

 

Laying on the knees of my oldest brother Cesare, I felt the urge to run back to my bedroom and throw up all the food I’d just eaten.

 

My second brother Enzo, who had been busily chowing down on an awfully smelly quenelle, slammed his fork down and cried out in protest.

 

“Not again! Father, how many times has it been already?”

 

“Enzo.”

 

“It hasn’t even been three months since her last engagement was called off! Regardless of what our family would gain from this marriage, shouldn’t you at least try to consider her feelings?”

 

“What a surprise to see you side with your little sister. Then would you rather battle the barbarians yourself instead of accepting Britannia’s support?”

 

“What are you talking about? Those savage barbarians up north wouldn’t stand a chance against the likes of me, the greatest, most noble soldier to ha—”

 

“Shut your trap, boy.”

 

The great noble soldier took the rest of the quenelle on his plate and shoved it into his mouth, aggressively chewing in protest.

 

The marriage proposal wasn’t any surprise to me though. I knew that it would come sooner or later.

 

“Who is it, Father?”, I asked cheerfully.

 

My father, who had been staring disapprovingly at Enzo, looked back my way and smiled.

 

“He’s Britannia’s hero. The king’s beloved nephew and famous knight of the South. He’s very handsome, I’m sure you’ll like him.”

 

“What! Father, do you know how bad his reputation is?!”

 

“Boy, was I talking to you?”

 

Enzo became quiet again.

 

any idea that this handsome knight would one day massacre their entire family. Oh poor,

 

“Ruby?”

 

called for me again. This time his long fingers groped the back

 

shifted my gaze to Enzo who was frowning discontentedly, and then to Lady Julia and my

 

you, Father. I’m grateful that I can at least be

 

a rare gentle smile and pressed them up against the top

 

always, our sweet little angel,” he

 

I really wanted to

 

had more pressing matters to attend to than throwing up. After all, the handsome knight of the South was out to kill

 

***

 

known that I would be reincarnated as a lady in the Renaissance Era, and as a character in a novel that I’d read long ago,

 

I was going to be reincarnated as a character in this novel, couldn’t

 

“Ugh!”

 

gotten good enough at throwing up silently that I didn’t need to worry

 

as people call it nowadays, an eating disorder. Before I became Rudbeckia de Borgia—I mean before I died—I was

 

my adoptive siblings, I attended a prestigious private school in Madrid and lived a life full of ballet classes,

 

than the kids around me was sometime around 4th grade, when a boy in my class laughed at me while pulling back his eyes. At first I didn’t understand what it meant, so I just laughed along with

 

racism that I faced at school, but as for my life at home, despite the sophisticated, welcoming facade of my adoptive

 

adoptive family who would sometimes

 

me to play the role of a smart, cheerful, and obedient daughter, since if I ever brought the smallest bit of shame to my family or offended them in the slightest, there was hell to pay. And when I woke up here, it

 

just hallucinating before l passed away. But when I looked in the mirror, instead of seeing my face,

 

that I’d become Rudbeckia de Borgia, a character in the fantasy novel Sodom and the Holy Grail I used

 

corrupt pope who abused his power to subjugate others. It was a story about

 

of the northern Romagna region of Italy, and ‘Holy Grail’ was a

 

was destined to die, and to die no less than

 

marrying off Rudbeckia, and after three unsuccessful engagements and another last minute

 

noble and austere as Izek would lose his mind and decide to murder his wife’s entire family after only being married for six months, it was Rudbeckia who made

 

hatred—hatred of Rudbeckia, who’d poisoned his little sister. Cesare had

 

his little sister, it seems

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