Synopsis
"Hand over the princess of Nieta. She will accompany me back to the empire." The moment I was taken as a hostage, memories from my past life rushed in all at once. I knew this world. I had read this story. It was a childcare novel — and I was cast as the heroine's mother. The one who dies in childbirth. A plot device wearing a woman's face. I had no intention of dying, so I ran. Made it as far as the stables before they caught me. "My hostage was attempting to flee." And of course, the one who…
