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Philomel—the fake princess—conspires with her mother to impersonate the imperial princess and cause a war between the Mage Tower and the Empire. Once her crimes were exposed, she was sentenced to execution. A death truly befitting of a wicked—“Even if the Philomel within the book had done some wrong, it wasn’t enough to warrant death!”Philomel yelled and threw the book she'd been reading. She had simply been curious about a book she'd picked up in the garden, but the contents of the book stated that she would die! Although she wanted to believe it was nothing but fiction, everything that happened from that moment onwards went just like in the book.“Since it has come to this… my goal is to survive!”Will Philomel be able to discover the origins of the suspicious book and live on?After finding a mysterious book in the imperial garden, Princess Philomel not only discovers that the book's villain shares her name, but that other events in the story are coming true too. Now, she believes that she's an imposter and that the real princess will take her rightful place, leading to the execution of Philomel the Fake! So to avoid a tragic death, she has to make sure the rest of the book doesn't come true. Can this fake princess change what's already been written?

I came into the world of a novel I was reading, and became an unknown extra destined for a miserable life. Teaching manners to a crazy bastard who turns into a tyrant? Manners, my ass! Quick thinking was my only means of survival. I tried everything to prevent such a tragic relationship with the tyrant from happening. I kicked, punched and screamed my head off, but I was still beaten in the end. Actually, he’s unexpectedly docile at times and even told me, “You’re the first person who understands me.” The male lead’s personality is strange. “Anyway, you shouldn’t do that to a woman.” “Isn’t it okay to kiss in a bind?” “No! I meant that you can’t kiss someone without their permission.” Somewhat miffed, Croft then gave a mischievous grin as he approached her. Bending down to Rivi’s eye level, he asked in a soft voice with glimmering red eyes, “So you’re saying there’s no problem if you give me permission?” After hearing his words, Rivier’s heart pounded in trepidation. Tugging at her hand, he held it tightly, pulling his elbow as far as he could, before he stretched his arm out like a bow. Bam! Rivier accurately jabbed Croft’s abdomen. Wait, why is there such a hard lump?!