Elena Castaya, who lived as the vain fiancée of the Crown Prince, finds her family falling into ruin for treason. Rather than clinging to a pitiful existence, she chooses death, only to wake up in the body of an orphan girl named Evelyn. With only the foreign languages she learned during her time as the Crown Prince's consort, Elena earns a living by translating. One day, someone appears seeking a young woman fluent in Esperanto.... more>>

"I need someone to closely monitor the fallen Second Prince. Someone who can report everything, from whom the Second Prince meets, exchanges letters with, and even down to the petty gossip the servants indulge in."

“........“

"You look pretty and you're intelligent. I've taken a liking to you."

After waking up, she had deliberately avoided the news. But… the Second Prince Vincent had been disgraced for the crime of assassinating her?

"I'll do it. Please let me."

‘Vincent, I… I thought you'd live well even if you let me kill myself. Since you saved me, I'll live this life for you.’ <<less

The husband, presumed dead, miraculously came back to life at the funeral home.... more>>

Moreover, he returned with no memory of the past, forgetting everything from customs and language to swordsmanship!

In this state of forgetfulness, the only person he responds to and obsesses over is his wife, Adeleheid.

People say that one changes after coming back to life, but this was a change too drastic.

"Why... Why are you treating me so well?"

"My wife."

"...You'll regret embracing me like this later."

The person who used to grimace as if just seeing her face was dreadful seems to have disappeared, and now he's busy lifting her into his arms.

"By pulling my clothes like this, Duke, you're violating the etiquette..."

"Then teach me."

"What?"

"What violates the etiquette and what doesn't. Please teach me, my lady."

At that moment, Adeleheid thought.

My husband has changed.

And it's a very serious change. <<less

“Why?” ... more>>

“Ahng…unhg.”

“Do you want something?”

“Huu, heut… A little bit faster….”

Biting her lip, Belviana swallowed her words. Even after losing everything, her pride was all she had left. The shame of pleading with a man’s member in her lower mouth, a body pledged to modesty, brought tears to her eyes. Aiden tenderly arranged the strands of hair clinging to her thinly-sweated face.

“You have to tell me exactly what you want.”

His voice, whispering in her ear, was sorrowfully sweet. She felt like she would die if she didn’t relieve herself right now. Yet, she could not easily voice her vulgar request. Her cheeks were flushed with red as she bit her lip, whispering out. “…a bit faster, please, move…”

“Like this?”

“Ah… a little more…”

“You still need more?”

“A bit… more… Ah, ah! Yes, ah! Ah! Ah!”

With each thrust, his rhythm quickened. His member, rubbing against her swollen inner walls, tightened around him with each powerful push. It was an endless feast of pleasure. Her brain flashed white as if ablaze. As he picked up pace, she was pounded almost to the point of fainting. As her teeth clenched, Aiden bit her red lips from behind, biting down on her lips. Drool slipped out from between her half-opened lips. Her muffled moans and the wet friction from their joined bodies echoed obscenely against the high ceiling.

‘Ah, ah, ah! Ah, ah, ah, ah!’

After taking him several times, her wet walls shone as they stretched to their limit. As Belviana carefully tried not to bite him, she softly closed her lips.

There was an old rumor.

That the young lady of a noble family had been blackmailed and yielded her body to her own servant on several occasions.

A very old, thus forgotten by many, rumor.

The southern social circles were busy dealing with the ever-emerging gossip, and over time, the leading families of the society also changed several times.

That incident was occasionally mentioned in hushed whispers and gossip, but at some point, it was forgotten in people’s minds.

But that rumor was the beginning of all this. <<less

“I will make you a princess.” ... more>>

Sasha lived in an alley with pickpocketers. She was suspected of being Princess Anastasia who disappeared a long time ago, due to the sale of the necklace she had when she was a child

“It will be a disaster if you turn out to be a scammer.”

"I will take responsibility."

"How?"

"Is my title not enough?"

Buying time until the real Anastasia appears. That was the “deal” between the duke and her.

"You said you'd let me go when we’re done. What if you really like me?"

"Nevertheless, I will not do anything against your will."

But somehow, the duke became sincere to her.

"I'm already yours."

She should disappear.

That way, she’ll live. <<less

Rosetta, was a famous pirate in the eastern Strait of Bilbron. After eating a poison due to the betrayal of a subordinate that she trusted, when she opened her eyes again.... more>>

She found herself in the body of a person named Leah. The forbidden jade of one of the Three Duke’s families in the Empire.

Light brown hair, turquoise eyes, a pale white face, and a slender body with no muscles at all!

‘Seriously, am I going to die? A canary in a cage would be healthier than this!’

No matter how much the Duke’s family love this person, it is clear that if they found out about the possession. It is certain that she will be declared as a witch and burned at stake. Either that, or be imprisoned in a monastery until the real princess returns back to this body.

So, she begins the role of a princess.

‘Damn it, why is this etiquette so complicated and how come there’s so many clothes to wear! And what, I need to see and meet different influential families to look for a potential engagement partner?’

In the midst of reluctantly agreeing to all that was set for her. Admiral Cadrier, who chased after Rosetta when she was still a pirate, shows up.

‘Wow, how come the nerd,tall and ignorant guy who always claims that he knows it all, had a change of appearance which I couldn’t recognize at first.’

But this dog , no retriever… suddenly became a bit…..

“Miss.”

Cadrier whispered with a polite and observant gaze.

“Can you try calling me ‘bastard’.” <<less