“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.

 

handsome knight would one day massacre their entire

 

“Ruby?”

 

his long fingers groped the back of my head. I shuddered in

 

head and locked eyes with Cesare. After glancing at his eerie azure eyes, I shifted my gaze to Enzo who was frowning discontentedly, and then to Lady Julia and my father beside her, both seated upright, poised

 

I’m grateful that I can at least

 

curled his lips into a rare gentle smile and pressed them up against the top of my

 

our sweet little

 

really wanted

 

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

 

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be reincarnated as a lady in the Renaissance Era, and

 

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

 

“Ugh!”

 

enough at throwing up silently that I didn’t need to worry about being

 

old and new life was anorexia, or as people call it nowadays, an eating disorder. Before I became Rudbeckia de Borgia—I mean before I died—I was an adopted daughter of an upper-class family in Spain. I guess you could say I

 

about the so-called ‘Korean Peninsula’ where I was born. Like my adoptive siblings, I attended a prestigious private school

 

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 the rest of the kids in my class. I thought that my eyes were

 

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

 

life and drug addiction. The only one in my adoptive family who would sometimes treat me nicely was

 

a smart, cheerful, and obedient daughter, since if I ever brought the smallest bit of shame to my family or

 

looked in the mirror, instead of seeing my face, there was a beautiful western girl staring back at

 

realize that I’d become Rudbeckia de Borgia, a character in the fantasy novel Sodom

 

corrupt pope who abused his power to subjugate others. It was a story about the countries of the North and the clergy bravely rising up and banding together to overthrow the wicked pope, his family,

 

‘Sodom’ in the title referred to the people of the northern Romagna region of Italy, and ‘Holy Grail’ was a metaphor for the holy site

 

Rudbeckia, was destined to die, and to die no less than at the hands of my

 

were hellbent on marrying off Rudbeckia, and after three unsuccessful engagements and

 

mind and decide to murder his wife’s entire family after only being married for six months, it was Rudbeckia who

 

him lose his mind, it was hatred—hatred of Rudbeckia, who’d poisoned his little sister. Cesare had

 

it though, more than being mad about Rudbeckia killing his little sister, it seems like Izek just

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