CHAPTER 1

Duke Reynard Ferelith's daughter, Meluna Ferelith was the only heir of the Ferelith Dukedom. The Empire of Avalon was her home. Her mother was a Baron's daughter who fell in love with the Duke.

The Duke was a man who cared for his wife and child, and most importantly, he loved his wife but when Meluna was only 6 years of age, Duke's wife died due to a mysterious disease. Meluna's birthday went uncelebrated, the whole house became dull. In grief, Duke Ferelith nearly forgot about her daughter. It was not like the Duke didn't care about his one and only daughter, but seeing her made him remember the beautiful memories of his wife which now remained just a memory, he began to immerse himself with endless works and Meluna ended up growing with deprived parental love. It was not like the Duke completely ignored her, the Duke provided her with the best jewels, clothes and precious items along with proper education, which was rare in those ages. She was strictly controlled by her nanny.

She was married off to the Emperor where she was bullied most of the time by the royal maids who were assigned to take care of her, yet the emperor took no notice of them. He was selfish enough to push his lover away to gain support of the Ferelith's riches and the mines the Duke owns but wasn't ready to treat the New Empress respectfully. Meluna's whole life was filled with pain and trouble as it was a Tragedy novel named "The prettiest Flower gets exploited".

An ordinary University student got interest upon reading that weird title and finished the whole 987 pages of the novel in one night and went to sleep in the morning.

"If I were her, I would never let that happen to me."

With that, her heavy eyes began to close, and she fell asleep.

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With a deep breath, the university student found herself transported into the world of the novel, "The Prettiest Flower Gets Exploited." She opened her eyes to find herself in a lavish bedchamber, surrounded by opulent furnishings and expensive tapestries.

She looked down at her new body, taking in the unfamiliar curves and the flowing jet black hair with ocean green eyes. Memories of her past life faded away like wisps of smoke, replaced by the heavy burden of a new identity - Meluna Ferelith.

"There's nothing we can do by worrying over it now, she must survive and live a happy life"

She said to herself with a determined look in the mirror.She doesn't want to be treated like the way original Meluna was treated. Her journey begins from here...

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The door creaked open, revealing an elderly woman with a stern expression.

"Lady Meluna," she said curtly, "It's time for your breakfast. And mind you, don't dawdle today. His Grace has summoned you."

Meluna hesitated before responding, her voice filled with uncertainty but with a new confidence,

"Yes, Nanny Martha. I'll be down shortly. And... please tell the maids to help me get dressed."

The nanny lifted her head with a widened eyes seeing Meluna give an order for the first time. Nevertheless she bowed and later sent the maids to help her, of course a university student won't know how to wear those uncomfortable gowns and corsets, so, she had no option but to call for help even though she knew she might not be treated with respect by the maids.

As the maids helped her, not with respect but roughly with a very tight corset, Meluna steeled herself for the day ahead. She remembered the story's events - her forced marriage to the Emperor, his cruel treatment, and her eventual tragic end. She refused to let her story play out the same way.

She took a deep breath and with a newfound determination, Meluna descended the grand staircase. As she reached the bottom, she collided with a firm chest. Looking up, she met a pair of piercing blue eyes set in a face far too old to be the Emperor. He steadied her, a mysterious, emiontionless look spreading across his face.

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