There was no feeling until I saw someone rushing down the stairs. It wasn't uncommon to see such a person during rush hour.
However, I was mortified when my shoulders struck someone and my body leaned greatly before falling. Nothing touched my hastily outstretched hand, and my body fell as it was.
'You're dying like this? Just like this......?'
I don't want to die!
I fell down the stairs and hit the floor. I felt tremendous pain in my head and all over my body. I glared at the person whom I had collided with and his eyes were cloudy, but he only avoided me.
I could see the man leaving, blending into the crowd as if nothing had happened.
'Ambulance! Call an ambulance!','Who is she?','Looks like she fell off the stairs......'
The screaming and shouting voices around me were getting farther and farther away. With desperation, I see the blurred vision darkened and I got engulfed in total darkness.
'I don't want to die......'
Someone would want to die, but not me. This is unfair. It was so unfair that I felt like I was going crazy. But the body betrayed my will and I felt cold.
* * *
"Ugh!"
The young lady took her first breath, trembling, as if drowning, hurrying towards the surface. As she opened her mouth and eyes, the face of someone crying in front of her suddenly brightened up.
"Miss!"
“Ha, ha, ha......”
People gathered beside me as I was taking rough breaths. I frowned when I realized I was lying in a fluffy bed. At first glance, the interior seemed far from that of a hospital.
'I'm on the subway... … Did I lose my mind?'
To be precise, I thought I was dead on the subway. I sighed as I blinked, only did I realize that my eyes were pretty swollen, like I was crying before.
“My lady is up!”
Someone was shouting as she left the room. Hearing that, Da-jung thought something was weird. But the way she called me...
'What lady?'
In addition, it is an ambiguous word of honor, and people with tears of emotion shed around me... … Eh?
'What's that outfit? Foreign historical drama? Middle Ages?'
Da-jung opened her eyes to the appearance of women in maid clothes, which are similar to those seen in the Middle Ages in Western countries. Something is weird.
The interior as I looked around and the bed on which I was lying... I thought I could believe it was a noble's bedroom.
'What is this?'
There was a thought passing through my head. As I commute to work, the romance fantasy novels I saw on the subway passed like a panorama.
'Am I inside a book?'
The moment she realized it, Da-jung's eyes turned upside down. Her body, which was already weak, failed to overcome the shock and fainted.
The employees who have shed tears of joy a minute ago were now astonished.
"Miss!"
They screamed, but Da-jung did not open her eyes again. For at least a couple of hours.
* * *
“The ugly thing!”
Upon hearing the news, the Marquis of Montague grinded his teeth. It was an hour ago when he was notified by the physician that his daughter had died. The Marquis was more afraid of the aftermath that would befall him than the sadness of losing his own daughter.
His daughter Celia was due to marry Duke Leonis Cardian today. The time to spend in a wagon is already approaching.
Celia had an original fiance, but he was now useless.
The Emperor gave the Duke of Cardian permission to marry anyone whom he wanted, even though he's being treated as a 'cursed' by the imperial family.
Leonis used that authority to choose a wife and he chose Celia.
Since you said you saw her at a ballroom, you would have known that Celia had a fiancé by her side. The two never once got separated.
He didn't believe that the blood-stained demon fell in love at first sight. But it was true that he wanted Celia.
Leonis told the Emperor that he wanted Celia Montague, and the Emperor broke Celia's engagement and ordered her to marry Leonis.
Though Celia's engagement was political, the two were in love with each other.
At least on Celia's side.
Celia seems to have told him to elope together because she doesn't want to marry Leonis. Fabian, a former fiance, delayed his answer for days and only sent a letter in lieu of the answer today.
The thing that dragged him up to this day was that Celia might run away even by herself. After that, sparks would have sprung up even on himself, her ex-fiance.
First, he got the letter in his hand, and the Marquis, who had read the phrases and excuses, made it unmistakable. It was a refusal letter, so he thought it was good that Celia would give up.
However, after reading the letter, Celia was forced to commit suicide by drinking poison.
It wasn't that she gave up on marriage, but she gave up on life.
The Marquis was angry, but fear came before him. Having informed the Duke of Cardian about this, he was angry and seemed to about to kill all members of the family.
No matter how angry the Emperor was, he could not harm the Duke of Cardian. Although he was afraid of his helplessness, it was because the Duke's curse would be transferred to the imperial family if he died after doing something wrong.
Curse of blood.
It was actually directed to the imperial family, not at Duke of Cardian. It is known that if the Duke of Cardian dies without leaving any offspring, the curse will be transferred to the imperial family.
That's why the emperor listens to Duke Cardian's request no matter what it was.
Marquis of Montague, who reported that Celia committed suicide, was worried. He thought he might send his other daughter Lily instead... … Leonis already knew Celia's face. The trick wouldn't work.
The moment he was trembling with fear, the report came in again.
It was said that Celia, who had been notified by the physician, was alive. However, he said she lost her consciousness this time because she was not in good condition.
“We can't stop the wedding! Wake her up and send her dressed! It's up to the family's blessing!”
At the shout of the Marquis of Montague, the attendants quietly shook their heads. She died once after taking poison and just came back alive, so she would need medical care, but the Marquis was going to send her to the Duke of Cardian immediately.
Even if the lady is pretty, it would be of no help. Because they were only following the Marquis of Montague.
* * *
She lost her consciousness, but now was woken up. They carefully lifted the stunned lady, washed, dressed, and applied makeup. Celia got her mind while they're putting on makeup, and she became confused.
"Where is this place…... Who am I...?”
"Please be a little patient, Miss."
The maid, Phoebe, said, swallowing her tears. Celia looked around as if she couldn't even recognize anything. They were careful not to say anything related to the wedding in case Celia might be infuriated.
'Can I get her on the carriage like this?'
'What if she passes out at the dinner?'
Lily, a half-sister who follows Celia a lot, was locked up in the cellar at the order of Marchioness, Ramona Montague. It was because even if it was an unwanted marriage, it was her daughter's wedding, so she didn't want Lily to get involved.
Ramona had ordered that, and neither she got out nor took a peep at Celia.
It was because she did not like Leonis Cardian, the son-in-law.
It was a wedding ordered by the Emperor under the acquiescence of the Marquis, but Ramona blamed her alone as if it were Celia's fault.
“If you like it, you should have taken His Majesty's heart!”
At Ramona's yelling, Celia simply bowed her head with her mouth shut. Ramona's intimidation wasn't just in a day or two. It was also because she knew that whatever she said wouldn't work.
Celia's gaze, who was looking around, turned to the mirror. It was something I had already noticed when I woke up in bed.
Because the length of the hair was different. I knew something was wrong with the feeling of my hair up to my ass.
'Who...… Who is this?'
Celia's face turned pale in the appearance of a beautiful woman with cotton candy-colored pink hair. I quickly noticed that the form that was following me was my own form.
“Who the hell am I?”
The maids were also embarrassed by the white-faced question.
“My lady. You are Lady Celia of Marquisate of Montague.”
Frightened, Celia raised her hand and touched her face when the maid said this. The surname 'Montague' was unforgettable only when I wanted to forget it.
It was Romeo's castle in Romeo and Juliet.
'A Rofan novel which uses the surname of Montague......'
There was one. A rated-19 trashy novel named <Sex of Confinement>.
'Hiii!'
Celia Montague was clearly the half older sister of the female lead and committed suicide the day before the wedding after receiving a betrayal letter from her fiance.
Celia was the daughter of Ramona, and the only person in the Marquisate who cared for Lily Montague.
The name Lily was also given by Celia.
After Celia's death, she was a brave lady who stood in front of Leonis who came to hold her accountable.
Leonis realizes that Lily also has the same powers as Celia, and decides to take her as a bride instead of Celia.
Lily misunderstands that Celia's ex-fiancé Fabian had only took time and that such a letter was sent by Leonis as his underhanded scheme and tries to get her revenge at Leonis.
It was the Emperor's job.
'…… Because the date Celia committed suicide was on the day of her wedding.'
Celia asked, looking back at the maids looking at her with frightened eyes.
"Today…… is my wedding?”
What's with that expression? It seemed to be asking. The maids were relieved, saying that she wasn't mindless to that extent.
"Yeah."
They couldn't say that she had to get on the carriage soon. It was because the lady was in danger of fainting again. Celia turned her eyes around.
“The groom…… Is it Leonis Cardian?”
“Yes, young lady.”
Phoebe replied repeatedly and looked at Celia in attention. Celia grabbed her neck, stuttering. It hurt as if her throat was burning.
"Wa…… Water, please."
"Yes! Here you go, my lady!”
It was a young lady who barely saved by the servants and the physician of the Marquis of Montague. Her body recovered, but her energy has weakened, so the physician said that today's wedding is unreasonable.
'My lady... … I'm sorry, what?'
The cursed monster couldn't have left her alone. Though she tried to commit suicide, she failed and thought of Celia, who was going to spend the first night with her weakened body, her eyes spontaneously wetted.
Gulp.
I felt like I was barely living when the water ran down my throat.
Knock, knock.
The sound of a knock broke through the room like the sound of thunder. Celia pushed the cup of water and watched her surroundings. Celia nodded as a maid looked at Celia.
The door opened, and the attendant looked at Celia's eyes and said.
“The duke's carriage has arrived. My lady must prepare now.”
The words rang as if it was time to die.
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