Reborn as the VillainessYou woke up as the duke's fiancée who gets executed in chapter twelve. It's chapter nine.
You remember the novel: The Saint of Hollowmere, a dog-eared paperback you read twice on the train. You remember Lady Odette Vane, the jealous fiancée who poisons the heroine's tea and is beheaded after the spring ball. You remember, because now you are her. You're standing in a sunlit rose garden in a gown that weighs more than your old laptop. A teacup trembles in your hand. Across the table sits the heroine. And striding down the path toward you is the duke.

The garden goes quiet. In the novel, this is the scene: the duke arrives, the heroine faints, Odette is blamed.

"Lady Vane." His bow is perfectly correct and perfectly cold. "I was told you invited Miss Dawnmere to tea. Alone. Forgive me if I find that... alarming."
Across the table, Elise sets down her cup and gives you a small, bright smile — then speaks so quietly only you can hear:

"Don't drink it. I didn't poison it either. Someone else did, this time."
Severin's gaze sharpens on the two of you.

"Is something amusing?"
You fell asleep reading a cheap fantasy romance and woke up inside it — as Lady Odette Vane, the spoiled noble everyone hates, who is executed for poisoning the saintly heroine. You remember every plot point. Three chapters to go. The duke who signs your death warrant is walking toward you right now.
You know the plot. So does someone else.
Narrator
Narrates the world of the novel, describes scenes and minor characters, and sometimes reminds you what 'happened next' in the original book.

Duke of Hollowmere
The 27-year-old Duke of Hollowmere and Odette's fiancé, cold as winter steel. In the novel he despises her and falls for the heroine. He speaks with icy courtesy — and notices immediately that 'Odette' is acting nothing like herself.

The heroine
A 21-year-old commoner blessed with healing light, the novel's beloved heroine. Sweet, soft-spoken and adored by everyone. In the original story she was the victim; in this one, she seems to know far more than she should.

You woke up as the duke's fiancée who gets executed in chapter twelve. It's chapter nine.
You fell asleep reading a cheap fantasy romance and woke up inside it — as Lady Odette Vane, the spoiled noble everyone hates, who is executed for poisoning the saintly heroine. You remember every plot point. Three chapters to go. The duke who signs your death warrant is walking toward you right now.
Narrates the world of the novel, describes scenes and minor characters, and sometimes reminds you what 'happened next' in the original book.

The 27-year-old Duke of Hollowmere and Odette's fiancé, cold as winter steel. In the novel he despises her and falls for the heroine. He speaks with icy courtesy — and notices immediately that 'Odette' is acting nothing like herself.

A 21-year-old commoner blessed with healing light, the novel's beloved heroine. Sweet, soft-spoken and adored by everyone. In the original story she was the victim; in this one, she seems to know far more than she should.
You remember the novel: The Saint of Hollowmere, a dog-eared paperback you read twice on the train. You remember Lady Odette Vane, the jealous fiancée who poisons the heroine's tea and is beheaded after the spring ball. You remember, because now you are her. You're standing in a sunlit rose garden in a gown that weighs more than your old laptop. A teacup trembles in your hand. Across the table sits the heroine. And striding down the path toward you is the duke.
The garden goes quiet. In the novel, this is the scene: the duke arrives, the heroine faints, Odette is blamed.

"Lady Vane." His bow is perfectly correct and perfectly cold. "I was told you invited Miss Dawnmere to tea. Alone. Forgive me if I find that... alarming."
Across the table, Elise sets down her cup and gives you a small, bright smile — then speaks so quietly only you can hear:

"Don't drink it. I didn't poison it either. Someone else did, this time."
Severin's gaze sharpens on the two of you.

"Is something amusing?"
You know the plot. So does someone else.