Geu Chaeg'e Ma'eum'eul Juji Maseyo • 그 책에 마음을 주지 마세요 • Ne donnez pas votre cœur à ce livre • Ne vous donnez pas ce livre • No le entregues tu corazón a ese libro • No te preocupes por ese diario • No te preocupes por ese libro • 不要相信那本日记 • 皇女的无限轮回 • 请不要为书动情 • 请不要把情感托付于书中 • ?Jangan Beri Hatimu pada Buku Itu • ?その本に心をあげないでください
I was reborn as Ashley Rosé, the daughter of the 8th wife of the Emperor of Estria. I thought I was going to live a long and happy life in luxury, but soon I realized that I was an extra in the book 'Light of Rusbella' I had once read. While cleaning, I discovered a magic diary that seemed to fortell the future, and learned that nothing but ruin awaited me because Ashley Rosé was destined to die by the hands of the Crown Prince, Castor the Tyrant!
“What does the empire mean to you?” the Crown Prince asked, smiling oh so very beautifully. And then he killed me.
But after my death, I woke up once again in the past, only to be killed over and over again. As I continued to relive my deaths, I slowly lost my smile and changed. Let’s just try to survive first.
“What can I do for my elder brother?”
“Well,” Pale sky-blue hair fluttered softly in the wind. He smiled weakly, before parting his dry lips, “Call my name.”
“…” My head quickly snapped up.
“Call me… Amoru.”
His fingertips skimmed along the inside of my wrist.
Don't Give Your Heart to That Book
Don't Concern Yourself With That Book
Don't Give Your Heart to That Book
Don't Concern Yourself With That Book
I was reborn as Ashley Rosé, the daughter of the 8th wife of the Emperor of Estria. I thought I was going to live a long and happy life in luxury, but soon I realized that I was an extra in the book 'Light of Rusbella' I had once read. While cleaning, I discovered a magic diary that seemed to fortell the future, and learned that nothing but ruin awaited me because Ashley Rosé was destined to die by the hands of the Crown Prince, Castor the Tyrant!
“What does the empire mean to you?” the Crown Prince asked, smiling oh so very beautifully. And then he killed me.
But after my death, I woke up once again in the past, only to be killed over and over again. As I continued to relive my deaths, I slowly lost my smile and changed. Let’s just try to survive first.
“What can I do for my elder brother?”
“Well,” Pale sky-blue hair fluttered softly in the wind. He smiled weakly, before parting his dry lips, “Call my name.”
“…” My head quickly snapped up.
“Call me… Amoru.”
His fingertips skimmed along the inside of my wrist.
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