I possessed the body of a maid, that too, the secret lover of the devilish duke!
It was terribly funny, since Ashlyn was the late Imperial Princess of the empire who’d died at his hands!
“Princess Ashlyn Brittania, I’ve brought you your cup of poison.”
The face of that devil as he was telling me to die still remained fresh in my memory.
“My lovely Ashie, whom I adore and respect, your servant is here at last.”
Who was this man who whispered love into her ears with a sweet face? Ashlyn couldn’t stand being the lover of the man who killed her. Perhaps it was her last sense of pride as an Imperial Princess who once dreamt of ascending the throne.
Can Ashlyn escape safely from the beastly man who was strangely obsessed with this maid? What could a maid really do? And…was everything Ashlyn believed in, true?
