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I looked at the man sitting in front of me.

“So you said you want to talk to me about something?”

“Yeah.”

“And what is it about………..”

“I think it would be better if I identify myself before talking about the topic. Enosh Le Elphida. That’s my name. And I’m ……..”

The man opened the collar of his shirt and pulled out the necklace that he was hiding under the robe.

“The Crown Prince of this Empire.”

A necklace shaped of a combination of two stars and the moon hung in the air.

It is the crest representing the Empire Family at the empire I’m living at.

‘Why did the Crown Prince come to me?’

There was nothing in my surroundings and my status to be entangled with the Crown Prince. But that idea didn’t last long.

“Lena Oreu.”

Because I’m so distracted by the man’s voice that penetrated my ears.

“How did you know…..….”

“I already told you who I am. So it’s easy for me, the Crown Prince, to identify your real name.”

The Crown Prince laughed, as he arrogantly called my name.

“I’d like to offer a proposition to you.”

“A proposition?”

“That’s right.”

The Crown Prince nodded, took a rolled paper out of his arms and put it on the table.

“Open it.”

I opened the rolled paper carefully. Soon, a portrait of a man came into my sight.

“Well, who is this guy?”

“Caleb Egon.”

My body trembled at the overly familiar name.

“All Imperial citizens would know about him.”

The Crown Prince added. As if there’s a way I couldn’t have known about him.

Just like when he confidently said he knew my name.

Caleb Egon was the male protagonist of the novel, \, which I had possessed.

I took my eyes off the portrait and asked.

“Why are you showing me his portrait?”

“I already told you.”

The Crown Prince glanced at the portrait I was holding and added.

“I’d like to offer you a proposal.”

Don’t tell me the offer is……….

He’s not asking me to seduce the male lead, right?

It’s not possible at all.

“Seduce the Duke.”

“What do you mean……”

“I’ve heard rumours that you’re a great femme fatale.”

There was an awkward smile shaping around my lips.

I was wondering why the Crown prince came to find me, so was it because of that rumour?

I tried to say it was a false rumour, but the Crown Prince didn’t even give me time to protest.

“You’ve made a lot of men kneel under your feet with that body of yours, right?”

Well, it’s true that I usually make men kneel under my feet……. although by force, it’s true anyway.

“I heard even from a single hand gesture, there’s no man who wouldn’t fall for you.”

That’s right, but the actual hand gesture and rumour’s hand gesture have different meanings……….

“And when you smile, no one could even make eye contact with you.”

It’s because they are scared of me……..

“You don’t have to use any special means and methods. Just make the Duke fall for you.”

Ummm, excuse me, Your Highness.

I think you came to the wrong person for this proposal.

Every time I blinked, the beauty in the mirror blinked back at me. Indeed, a truly magnificent beauty.

If this beauty makes up her mind, she can easily hold the entire country in her palm, shake it and ruin it.

Dark purple hair, reaching till the hips gave her a mysterious look while the slightly raised tips of eyes made them look arrogant yet seductive.

I raised my hand slowly and smoothed my cheek. Then, likewise, the beauty in the mirror smoothed her cheeks.

“A dream……?”

Not my usual voice, but a totally unfamiliar voice resonated in the room.

In addition, the language was not the native language I had been familiar with, but the language I heard for the first time in my life.

But the strange thing is that I could understand and interpret it really well.

As if I’ve been using it all my life.

I’d like to pinch my hand at least, but I didn’t dare to do so because my appearance in the mirror is so stunning.

But I could realize it without having to do so.

That this isn’t a dream.

Because I could clearly remember the memory of me being dead.

It was a car accident. The cause wasn’t very grand.

I got a notification that the next chapter of my favourite genre novel was uploaded, so I was reading it frantically, but I was hit by a car while crossing the street inadvertently following the person next to me without checking the crosswalk signal.

When I realized the car hit me, the first thing I thought of was my parents, then my friends, then my dream to become an actor.

And the next thing that came to mind was the novel \ which became the main reason that caused my death.

\ was a novel that I had started enjoying reading.

Yoo Young, a friend who I met at the same acting academy when I was in high school, recommended that I read it.

‘Soeun, why don’t you read this?’

‘A novel? What is it about?’

‘It’s a Romance Fantasy genre novel called “Flower of Elphida” and it’s fun. I used to read it alone, but maybe because the heroine has the same name as yours? I wanted to show it to you.’

‘The heroine has the same name as me, you say?’

‘Yes, the heroine’s name is Ji So Eun. Of course, her name changes after she is possessed, but I think she’s still similar to you. She likes theatre plays just like you, and she has learned kendo for self-defence since she was young.’

Hearing that the heroine has the same name as me and even what I like and what I learned is similar, I said that I would be more than happy to read the novel.

It was unfamiliar at the beginning as it was the first genre novel that I experienced but I could quickly adapt and read it.

Before reincarnation, the novel \ began when a female protagonist with the same name as me regained the memory of her past life when she fell while riding a horse in front of the Imperial Knights to catch the eye of the male protagonist, Caleb Egon.

After the accident, she realized that she had been reincarnated to another world into a Marquis’s household, named Vivian, and felt ashamed and sceptical of her actions.

She was barely reborn as a glorious Marquis’s daughter, but she fell off the horse just to catch some attention from a man!

Caleb, the male lead at the time, didn’t know well because he wasn’t interested in Vivian but she was feeling embarrassed alone and Vivian desperately avoided Caleb by reflecting on her past behaviours.

However, unlike before, Vivian and Caleb never had to face each other properly, but when Vivian decided to avoid Caleb, strangely, the two kept meeting again and again and eventually fell in love.

Looking at the content, I was envious of Vivian.

Because Caleb Egon was really my ideal type, the man I dream of.

In the story, Caleb is so cold that he didn’t pay any attention to other women until he fell in love with the heroine.

In addition, Caleb Egon, who was polite by nature, was always treating Vivian really well when he first met the female protagonist, and even after the relationship progressed.

His personality alone is enough to shout ‘Pass!’, but additionally, he’s so handsome, the youngest duke, the head of the Royal Knights, even known as the best in the Empire.

I saw many main characters in the script I read while dreaming of becoming a musical actor, but I was very excited because I had never ever seen such an ideal character as Caleb.

On the day I read the novel at the recommendation of my friend, for the first time, I couldn’t get up for something that wasn’t related to a musical, wondering what will happen in the next chapters until dawn.

‘Now, I won’t read it anymore, forever.’

All of this was still vivid.

The sound of the clackson ringing loudly, the car running at high speed and hitting me, the images of the paramedics telling me not to let go of my conscience, the sound of the machine telling me that my heart has stopped, and my last thoughts.

‘I haven’t even read the end…….’

Funny!! This was the last thought I had when I was still conscious at the time.

Anyway, I must have died that way, but I didn’t know how I was still alive.

More than that, who is this woman?

I blinked my eyes blankly, and in the mirror, this woman’s silver-grey pupil turned into a shade of gold when came in contact with light.

Many thoughts crossed my mind one after another in a moment of a daze at the mysterious appearance.

‘This is not reincarnation.…. is this what people called by being possessed?’

After clarifying one thing, my head got congested.

But why did I suddenly become possessed?

Is this woman dead like me?

What if someone who knows this person comes in?

In fact, if I say I’m a different person……. I’d be treated like a madman of course.

When I reached that point, my body moved by itself. By instinct, to somehow grasp who this woman is, apart from my confusion.

As I turned my eyes away from the mirror and looked through the room, I saw numerous cosmetics and colourful dresses that were placed in a mess.

‘It looks like she used to wear it as a musical prop.’

I picked up a dress on the floor and looked around. The clothes themselves were colourful, but the fabric was not good.

‘It’s like a nonwoven fabric when I squirmed it.’

As I touched the dress, I noticed a small booklet on the table.

As soon as I realized it looked like a scripted play, I came out of bed bewitched and picked up the booklet.

“Song About Love……”

When I turned over the booklet, I saw lines in a very familiar format, sheet music and lyrics in the middle.

‘This is a play script.’

I was a college student who dreamed of becoming a musical actor until I died. I’ve been dreaming of becoming one since elementary school, and I have been constantly attending an academy to receive an education.

The script was no stranger to me. Of course, there was quite a difference from the play script seen in modern times, but the basic form was similar.

At first, I only unfolded it lightly, but before I knew it, I was reading the script frantically.

It’s definitely my first time reading this play script, but why is it so familiar? It feels like I’ve seen it somewhere…

“Ah!”

I remembered! It was .

Well, it would be more correct to say that the play is what brings the two main characters together at the beginning of the novel.

I recalled the story of the novel while reading the play script I was holding.

I mean, the heroine who was reincarnated as Vivian was allowed to go on an outing after more than a month of treatment and care after falling from the horse, right?

Later the Marquis sticks some escorts to Vivian out of concern for her safety.

However, the heroine, who wanted to go out for a long time and watch the play comfortably, deliberately wandered around crowded places and buildings, outcasting her escorts and walking alone.

Vivian thought that because it’s the capital city and there are a lot of people around, the security must be really good, nothing would happen to her.

And Vivian realized how complacent her ideas were, confronting bad guys.

Of course, Caleb, the male protagonist who went on patrol just in time, finds the scene and saves her.

The male lead offers to take Vivian to the Marquis’s mansion, but Vivian refuses.

She came out to see the play in the first place, and the play was a reenactment, so she didn’t know when she could see it again if she didn’t see it this time.

When Vivian says, “I’ll make sure I’ll just watch it and go back”, Caleb politely offers to escort and accompany her.

And the title of the play that they went to see together is ‘Song About Love’ like the title of the play script I’m reading right now. That’s what I mean! I remember the story well, maybe because it’s my favourite novel.

As I passed the script blankly, I stiffened.

So it’s the ‘Song About Love’ play script from \ novel, I, who died in a car accident and woke up with the body of a strangely beautiful woman, found……..

‘Is this even possible?’

My fingers tremble when I hold the script.

No, that can’t be true. I can’t have been possessed by a character in a novel story, did I?

But I already knew it wasn’t a dream. And I even have the play script in my hand.

I had no choice but to admit in the face of clear evidence.

I think I’m possessed by a character in a novel that I usually read.

‘Not only I possessed someone, but I did it inside a novel? I possessed a character inside a novel?’

I was in shock for quite a while because of this incredible fact.

It was shocking enough just to be possessed by someone else’s body, but the reason why it was so shocking is that I literally possessed a body in a book world.

‘Why, in the book…….’

As soon as I questioned it, I remembered what I had thought, just before I died.

‘I haven’t even read the end…….’

Don’t tell me, because it was too unfortunate for me to not read the end, so I possessed the body inside the book?

It felt strange to think that what I thought with certainty just before I died might have brought this effect.

‘Well that might be the case, but it’s not….….’

I was delighted to read the novel because it was fiction. But I didn’t want the novel to be my reality.

Above all, there was a reason why it was difficult if this place was really a world in a novel.

The novel I read, \, was a romance ‘fantasy’ genre.

So that means there is a status system, unrealistic powers and sacred power exist, and beast animals and even monsters exist in this world.

‘So what I’m saying is, how am I supposed to live here?’

The thought of living in a world so different from the one I used to live in made me feel apprehensive.

At that time, when I was just stamping my feet because of something I didn’t want to believe,

Knock knock—

“Lena, are you in there?”

Beyond the closed door, I heard a strange female voice.

I couldn’t answer because I was so uneasy. Then the door opened and a woman with red hair came in.

“Here you are. Come on out! We have to perform!”

“Performance? What………”

“What? Is this your new concept, to pretend you don’t know anything?”

“Pardon me?”

“And what’s with the honorifics? No, we’re busy right now, so let’s talk about this later.”

The woman pushed me on my back to make me move fast. Even at the moment, I thought ‘Huh?’ I was still being pushed around.

When I came to my senses, I was at the backstage already.

‘What’s happening right now?’

The curtain rose during my confusion.

A man I had never seen before, wearing a uniform and a sword at his waist, was talking to himself.

While I was blankly watching the stage, the woman who first brought me pushed me against my back again.

“What are you doing? It’s your turn!”

“Wa, wait…!”

“Wait!? Just get out, quick!”

As I felt before, the force of the red-haired woman pushing was powerful.

I ended up out of the stage, unable to beat the woman’s force.

The first thing I saw was the dazzling lights and a lot of people.

As I was staring blankly at the audience, a man who was speaking alone on the stage approached me.

“Sarah, you are beautiful today as well.”

The man’s voice rang out as if he were using a microphone. But more than that, I was surprised at the thought that came to my mind.

‘Next is the scene where I greet him.’

What? How do I know this?

All the man’s lines were very familiar to me. It feels like I’ve seen it somewhere before……… isn’t it the line from the play script I saw earlier?

Only then did I know why the script was lying in this woman’s room and why the woman with rose-coloured hair said it was my turn.

Nevertheless, the situation was so sudden that I was so uneasy that I could only blink my eyes. The man knelt before me and reached out to me.

“Because of your beauty, I have to kneel down again today. Please say hello to me, my lady.”

At that moment, I don’t know how but I realized what a man was saying was ad-lib.

One after another, the man rushed me with a glance as if he was saying ‘get your act together and say the next line’.

‘Come to think of it, this is a stage.’

When I realized the situation, I felt a sense of duty that I couldn’t ruin the stage.

“Please get up, Sir.”

When I opened my mouth, my voice rang out loud on the stage. I was slightly surprised by it, but I continued my lines.

“No matter how tremendous my beauty is, it’s not worth you kneeling, Sir.”

“If it’s for you, I could kneel down anytime.”

My ad-lib was followed by the man’s ad-lib.

‘He has a lot of stage experience.’

After that, the man naturally led me to the stage.

The problem was next.

I said something unexpected, but I didn’t know what to do with the next line.

But that worry was unnecessary. The lines came to my mind just as they did when I first came out on stage.

The problem is that the man rarely hands over the turn to me.

He’s not completely ignoring me at all. However, my patience was gradually decreasing in his behaviour, giving me a chance only when a relatively short line came out.

I’d appreciate the man’s behaviour if I didn’t know any lines or had no stage experience. Unfortunately, the man’s attitude didn’t look good to me.

Eventually, it was my turn to speak lines again.

‘This time, this man will do everything by himself again. Even my share.’

Sure enough, he acted as I expected.

‘I can’t stay still.’

I retrace the contents of the play script. Although the lines came to my mind, mostly lines come to mind right before the scene happening.

To change this situation, I had to remember the play script I read earlier.

Fortunately, the current situation was where I read the script earlier.

And the part that comes after this………

‘This is the scene where Valer stops by Sarah’s house for a while and then goes back.’

Here I had to take care of Valer’s cloak that he almost left on the hanger.  That’s the role of Sarah, my character.

However, if this continues, this man will take the cloak by himself, so I had to move.

I only waited when the man showed a gap. It was when the man who was leading the stage alone stopped talking because he was tired.

‘Now is the time!’

Seizing the opportunity, I quickly picked up the cloak hanging on the hanger.

I could feel the man panicking, but this was just the beginning.

“Wait, Valer, you forgot this.”

“Uh………”

The man only flared his lips as if he didn’t know that I was going to recite the lines.

In an instant, the situation turned over and I recited the lines with a smile.

“You left it last time when you came here. It’s nice to see you again, but when I think about the people who are waiting for you, it’s right to think about them, too. So go ahead.”

The first time was obviously ad-libbing, but the latter was the line written in the play script.

The man’s eyes grew bigger when he realized that. However, he regained his poker face and got his turn.

And this time I was the one who recited the man’s line.

The way the man looked at me changed after a few repetitions.

‘You’re pretty good, huh?’

The man’s eyes seemed to say so.

No longer did the man dominate the stage alone.

Having completely relieved his worries about me, he gave me a chance, and I was willing to live up to that expectation.

As a result, the play succeeded. There were several difficulties in the middle, but at that time, the man led me well and I was able to finish it safely.

Clap, clap, clap!

When I bent down, applause flowed.

The sound made me smile.

“Haaa…….haaa………..”

I was out of breath because I moved my body for quite a long time and talked constantly, but I smiled and continued to greet the audience.

The curtain is completely closed. It wasn’t until I couldn’t see the audience that I could straighten my waist.

“Here, take it. Do you want some water?”

The red-haired woman I saw before approached me and asked, handing me a towel.

When I nod my head, she gives me a cup.

After drinking water, I feel alive again.

“What’s going on with you today?”

“What?”

“You read the lines perfectly! Besides, you had a really colourful face. Did you fix your stage fright?”

Stage fright…?

“I know right, even at first, I thought it would be the same as usual because you couldn’t recite the lines properly.”

The man who worked together on the stage sneaked into the conversation.

“But I was surprised that you suddenly added some adlib in the middle and skillfully acted. I don’t know how you overcame it, but it’s great.”

I was a little taken aback.

‘So the man’s first ad-lib was because it’s always been like that?’

Only then did I understand the reaction of a man who was surprised whenever I did something on the stage.

How surprised he must have been to see a person who he thought had stage fright to recite the lines and act.

But I was surprised too.

‘This woman has stage fright but still became the lead actor?’

The lead actor is the most prominent role in the play.

So it’s given that the lead actor should have a proper acting ability, so wouldn’t that reason only make this woman don’t meet the standard of being one?

I was just trying to ask how this could be done when the sound of rushing footsteps resonated. The owner of the footsteps was a brown-haired man. This is also my first time seeing the man.

“Lena, Viscount Casaro is looking for you!”

The man who came upon the stage shouted in a loud voice.

‘Who is he calling? Is it me or the girl next to me?’

I tilted my head and the man beckoned to me with a face full of annoyance.

“What are you doing there? Come, hurry.”

Me? Me?

At the same time, the woman next to me tapped me on the shoulder.

“Come on, go to Bill. He said the Viscount was looking for you.”

So I am Lena?

I didn’t know anything, so I was confused. It was fortunate to hear that it is my name now, but I was a little scared.

Because I don’t know when I’ll be found out.

Shouldn’t I just have confessed everything from the beginning? Saying that I’m a different person from the Lena they know?

Although I regretted that I didn’t confess, on the one hand, I thought I was fortunate that I didn’t do it.

Because they would have treated me like a crazy person.

Even I wasn’t able to believe it, so who would believe me?

‘There’s no point in pretending to have memory loss right now.’

Because I finished our performance without any problems.

At this point, I sighed at the thought that whatever I do, it was already too late.

Still, the red-haired woman I saw earlier or the man I acted with on stage didn’t seem to be bad people, so I don’t think there’s anything dangerous………right?

I tried to cheer myself up. And it was when I was following the man, I think his name is Bill, who called my name for the first time.

“Oh, Lena!”

When I raised my head to the voice calling for me, a huge bouquet of roses, big enough to cover my sight, fell into my arms.

“Today’s performance was great, too! As expected, Miss Lena!”

“Oh, thank you……….”

I tried to greet him reflexively, but I hardened.

Because of someone’s hand on my waist.

‘What?’

When I looked next to me while holding a bouquet of flowers, I saw a middle-aged man standing for the first time. Short enough for me to look down on that, too.

“What’s wrong?”

“Excuse me, hand………”

“Huh? Hands?”

“Why your hand on my waist…….”

“Why? We’ve always been doing this.”

He said we’ve always been like this? Could it be that this woman had a ‘lover relationship with this uncle?

Of course, there are people with various tastes in the world, but I’m not! I don’t have the same taste as the previous owner of this body.

No, how could you……with an uncle like this?

While I was confused, the man kept his hands at my waist.

“By the way, Miss Lena is really like my daughter. So pretty.”

Daughter? Oh, of course. It can’t be a romantic relationship with a middle-aged man like this.

I guess he’s just some audience member who wants to deliver a bouquet of congratulations.

Just as I thought so.

“You know what I mean, right? So today is a bit more……….”

The man’s hand went further down.

And as soon as I realized where the man was touching, my head turned white with rage and my body moved reflexively.

And just like that, I kicked the uncle.

“Hey, you molester!”